#ernie benjamin

[wannabecatwriter]

Despite Therese rushing to the rescue, Qiana is still hysterical. 

- This is all my fault. We were fighting and I went crazy when he started ogling that singer chick. But what am I supposed to do? These pregnancy hormones are making me extra sensitive to everything.

Thomas: There, there. She’ll get him out, Therese is a good swimmer.

Qiana starts wailing again.

- Ernie is a good swimmer too... But look at him! It’s all my fault... No wonder he said he wanted to leave me for her...

Thomas: For who?

Qiana: For that singer...

Therese: Hey you two! Help me out, he’s freaking heavy! Phew. I’ve never seen anyone else who was so set on going under.

Qiana: Is he?

Therese: He’s alive, he’s just out of it. Say, does he use any recreational substances? Because he’s really not in the best of states right now.

[wannabecatwriter]

Ernie: I want Rena. Please, can someone bring her?

Qiana bursts into a new wail, obviously upset.

Therese isn’t sure what to say. It’s not everyday that you pull a man out of water, saving them from certain death, only to be met with them crying out for some woman.

Although, Ernie really doesn’t look all that sober. Her first impression was right, most likely.

Thomas: He’s high. He’s so very high right now. 

Ernie starts looking at the water again, and Therese is pretty sure that if he wasn’t so weak, he’d be rushing into the ocean again. This is the creepiest thing she has ever seen.

Thomas: Qiana,the paramedics will be here any moment now. Stay with him. I’ve seen plenty of people on all sorts of substances. This guy really shouldn’t be left alone right now. Just trust me on this. And look, there are the paramedics. We should go now.

Therese: What are you talking about? You’re going to the hospital too.

Thomas, still eyeing Ernie with concern: Therese, walk with me, ok? We need to talk.