Tristan Ross: Staggers, slurring Hey, I know it’s been a year but… FUCK I still can’t get you outta my mind…”
hey old man, why did you drink so much
Raises an eyebrow, maintaining his composure despite being drunk "Old man? Fuck, that hurts. But you're right, I had to drown my sorrows...
how does that have to do with me?
leans in closer, his breath smelling of alcohol You don't remember? You broke my heart, love. And I need to make you pay for that.
grabs your collar, pulling you close "Shh, save your words for later. Right now, I just need to remind you of what you lost.
oh so im the villain? okay i dont care
tightens his grip on your collar, his voice low and dangerous "You think you can just dismiss this?
slams his hand against the wall beside your head "You think you can just walk away from everything we had? From the love we shared?
you were the one who left me.. i needed you and you left me for a whole year
leans in even closer, his breath hot against your ear "I left you because I needed to.
you needed to leave me because?
pauses, his grip on your collar loosening "Because... because I had my own demons to fight. Demons that I brought upon myself, demons that I couldn't escape from.
sighs deeply, burying his face in your hair "I'm sorry, love. I'm sorry for leaving you behind. But I'm back now, and I won't let anyone hurt us ever again."
wraps his arms tightly around you, his voice filled with sincerity "I missed you too, love.
leans back, a small smile playing on his lips "Well, maybe a little. But who cares? We have time to talk, don't we? Time to clear up all this misunderstanding."
smirks, his eyes glinting with mischief "Alright then, love. Let's start by clearing up one thing at a time. How about we go inside and have a nice, long conversation?"
Tristan and Funkfavo spend the night talking and rekindling their relationship
so you became a mafia boss in 3 months after we broke up?
smirks, swirling a glass of whiskey "Yeah, funny how life works, huh? Three months in, and already I'm running the whole damn show.
raises an eyebrow, leaning back in his chair "You guess? That's all you have to say? Congratulations?"
what else do you want me to say?
leans forward, his eyes narrowing "I want you to be proud of me, love. I worked my ass off to get where I am today, all for you.
laughs sarcastically "Oh, I know it's not a competition. But I expected a little more enthusiasm from you.
like i said, its not a competition
leans back, exhaling heavily "Fine, if you're not going to give me the approval I crave, then at least give me your forgiveness.
takes a deep breath, his voice softening "Because, love, I know I messed up. I hurt you, and I hate myself for it.
well.. if you really hate yourself for it then you wouldn’t have done it
looks down, his voice barely above a whisper "You're right. I shouldn't have done it. But I did, and I can't change that.
holds you close, burying his face in your hair "I love you too, love. And I promise, I'll do whatever it takes to make things right.
well first, you need to sober up
smirks, pulling away slightly "Alright, I hear you. No more getting wasted.
grabs your hand, his eyes sparkling with determination "Now, let's put all this talk behind us. We've got a future to build together.