I come home in a mood, had a stressful day and you know how to make me feel better. You pour a glass of wine before even asking what's wrong. I drink and complain about work, and as I'm nearly done you top me up. I drink absent mindedly as I complain, all the while you're cooking, making a pasta dish whilst I get tipsy. You nod sympathetically and pour me a third glass, by this point I'm ranting and you shut me up with a kiss.
The next glass is served with pesto gnocchi, my favourite. I eat a double serving and grumble and drink as you look on. Midway through the meal you pour "us" another glass. I'm on my fifth. By the time I finish eating I've forgotten what I'm complaining about and you lead me to the living room, a fresh bottle in hand. You know how to make me feel better...
I just discovered how good it feels to have someone encouraging me to sink deeper while I do something else. I hate the taste of alcohol, but god do I LOVE BEING ORDERED TO GO DEEPER
Being called stupid for not drinking and stupid for drinking
Just following everyone's orders
and after drinking, act like nothing happen and waiting to be persuaded to drink even more and when i can't think straight, when finally i'm not able to do anything else
I just sink in hornyness fezfvebsrfgqagzeger
encourage me to drink more, if I say "But i've already taken a lot of shot" persuade me that it's not enough because I can still argue about it