“You know, Em… I always felt okay talking to you. You’re a good therapist, you are.” It became apparent that Everest wasn’t sober the moment he opened his mouth after Emily and I found him in her office. Credit to him, he handles his drink pretty well, but that doesn’t mean the slight slurring in his words isn’t completely noticeable. The vampire is currently sat opposite him at the desk, leant back in her chair with her arms crossed; full on therapist mode. I decided to perch on the pile of books stacked up by the door to look out for Grey. I don’t know how he will react to his drunk father, especially in the unstable emotional state he’s in now.
A part of my mind wants to run to him and put his worrying mind to rest, tell him that Everest is just fine – a little drunk, but generally fin
