❝ I don’t have a drinking problem. I just like drinking. ❞ ( mhmm. )
   “ no, of course not. “ she chuckled, hands folded over one another. the bottle of alcohol suddenly turned into water with a wink of her eye, celia stepping closer. “ crowley--I do think there are other ways of coping with whatever pains you, though. “ gently guiding an armchair behind him to make him sit. “ for INSTANCE...you could talk to a FRIEND. “









