Brother

"Mi..ster... Eric, that woman...is a dumbhead...to reject a sincere...guy like you!! She must have her brain capped in her knees!! Why...are you concerned about her!? You...know...you deserve someone...better...ugh!!" 

After getting completely wasted after several rounds of drink, Eric was grabbing Clara by her shoulder, helping her to walk back home. Her steps were staggering and she was whining out her drunken rant in a loud, grumpy voice. 

"Clara...please get a hold of yourself! You can't even walk properly...how are you still screaming!? I had advised you not to drink so much...Your head will be cracked open with a shitty hangover headache tomorrow morning!" Looking around the street while getting concerned, he mumbled out holding her hand a bit tighter to control her motion.