[ he opens his mouth to answer: not very. he still intends on bullying her into taking the bed, even if it's only marginally better. at least it's on the floor and more-or-less unbreakable. but then he sees it happen, her tipping point. he wants to follow her but she waves for him to stay.
his hand reaches out, lightning quick, to grab the bottle before it drains out. though he realizes he should have just let it. he grimaces at the sound of her throwing up, doubtlessly on an empty stomach. frank takes a long swig of the whiskey for himself before getting up to clean up the mess.
frank carts their mugs to the kitchen and then grabs his towel from the front of the oven to sop up the alcohol before it stains already hopelessly stained floors. he leaves the towel on the floor next to the bottle, only dregs left in but he's worried she'll need it so he saves it for her. and then he makes his way to the bathroom after her, because he can't listen to her this time. he can't let her push him away.
at least, he likes to think that, making his way across the scant space and kneeling down behind her. frank pushes her hair over the opposite shoulder so she'll hopefully miss most of it as she empties what little she has into the toilet. his other hand steadies on her lower back. ]
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his hand reaches out, lightning quick, to grab the bottle before it drains out. though he realizes he should have just let it. he grimaces at the sound of her throwing up, doubtlessly on an empty stomach. frank takes a long swig of the whiskey for himself before getting up to clean up the mess.
frank carts their mugs to the kitchen and then grabs his towel from the front of the oven to sop up the alcohol before it stains already hopelessly stained floors. he leaves the towel on the floor next to the bottle, only dregs left in but he's worried she'll need it so he saves it for her. and then he makes his way to the bathroom after her, because he can't listen to her this time. he can't let her push him away.
at least, he likes to think that, making his way across the scant space and kneeling down behind her. frank pushes her hair over the opposite shoulder so she'll hopefully miss most of it as she empties what little she has into the toilet. his other hand steadies on her lower back. ]