@aurorheroed | cont.
he looks - well, he looks terrible. theseus, usually so collected, is staggering around his lounge, drunk.
newt had finally accepted one of his brother’s invitations to dinner, but he hadn’t expected this. and apparently, neither had theseus.
“i can come back. tomorrow,” he added, glancing at the chair his brother had indicated for him. “if this is a bad time.”












