Weak In the Knees!

[Kathani Bridgerton]

Drunk!Anthony!

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[Anthony Bridgerton]

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There were too many people everywhere. Anthony had fled his home with Kate to return to his family home, deciding that it was the best -- and closest -- place he could be alone. He had confined himself to the study late at night and spent it drinking. And drinking. And drinking some more. Until he was passed out at his desk. Someone had heard that he was here for the next day he was greeted by his brothers which . . . was not the best sight to wake up to. And then his mother. Which was even worse. Of course the entire family had to get involved, questioning why he was here. What happened. And why he was drunk -- though Anthony knew he clearly had not drank enough.

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He felt more so, hungover from the drink and decided that the only way to remedy it, was to drink some more. His lacked patience and his temper was short, demanding that everyone leave him alone. They didn't understand. They would not understand. To them, love was a wonderful thing. But to Anthony . . . it was precisely what he had been trying to avoid all along. And to tell someone that he was upset because he was in love with his wife, was far too strange a notion for them to comprehend. Even in his mind -- somewhere in his irrational mind -- he knew that to be true. So he left the house and wandered until he came across a bar. That, was where he spent the next day. Drinking more and more, numbing all thoughts and feelings possible. Anthony did not get drunk often -- the last time being ages ago. But circumstances called for it now.

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He perhaps could have even stayed longer had Simon not come to bring him home. Either his family had sent him or he had come on his own but either way, Anthony was rather stubborn not wanting to leave. And then even more adamant that he did not need an escort home. His brother in law managed to somehow get him out of the bar . . . oh! It was dark out. Already? How late was it? Anthony did not bother to take out his pocket watch, too ashamed of himself to bring attention to the precious heirloom. The streets were deserted and his friend ensured he got home safely -- for Anthony's house was closer than the Bridgerton estate.

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Irritated that he was back here, though knew that it would be easier to avoid Kate rather than all his siblings and mother, he conceded. Stumbling through the door, he clumsily staggered a few steps forward, closing it behind him. Everyone was asleep. Good. Quiet was what he needed. He looked at the stairs, but even in his intoxicated mind knew he could not go upstairs to their bedroom. She would be there. So, it left him with only one other place to go, or one thing left to do: to get more alcohol. But walking straight was damn well difficult, and he wound up nearly tripping in attempted, quickly extending an arm against the wall to brace himself up. "Why must the floors move," he grumbled irritably, before attempting to take another step forward.

[Kathani Bridgerton]

Kate's heart was breaking. Breaking for her marriage, and their future. She wasn't even sure what had happened. She knew that she hadn't been his first choice, and their marriage had been forced--however it had seemed as if Anthony was finding happiness in it. He no longer avoided her unless it was time for bed, and instead they spent time together. It had been nice. He had even helped her solve the mystery of why she was so scared of storms.

He had made her love him. Not just a little, but with her whole heart. And then he had leapt from their marriage bed in the middle of the night (attempted to) dressed in haste, and ran out into the night. With no word to were he was going. Even after she asked.


Which was why it only confused, and hurt, more when she found him attempting to walk through their home--foxed. And talking to the floor about moving. He did not even seemed to notice her approach from the side. "Anthony?" She asked quietly.

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[Anthony Bridgerton]

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Anthony knew he shouldn't be too surprised that she was here for it was their home . . . but at the same time, he hadn't expected her to be awake. Perhaps even part of him wondered if she'd gone back to her family's house. But no. There she was. Or . . . was she actually there? Be blinked a few times, staring at her, his arm still stretched out to lean against the wall so that he wouldn't fall over. He'd come close to it enough, with how much he staggered and stumbled.

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Though the question of pride was clearly out the window considering just how much he'd drank. So, unable to determine if she was real or if he was hallucinating . . . he just stared at her. "I am either too drunk . . . " He began to say, knowing there was no point of hiding that -- or even trying to. The smell was there, and it was apparent in his entire demeanor. "Or not drunk enough." His illogical words further indication of just how intoxicated he was and the last person he wanted to see -- the very person who had brought him to this point -- and the only person he wanted to see . . . was Kate.

[Kathani Bridgerton]

She wished that he had told her why. She wished she had known what she did wrong, or did right, or did not do at all. She wish she understood why he suddenly decided that he needed to be so far away from after they had grown so close. Why did he help her heal, and hold her and make her feel loved--only to run away from her?

"If you have to ask, then I think you have you're answer." She told him, not knowing if she reached for him if he would let her hold him, and the knowledge that he might pull away hurt. It hurt in a place she did not think could hurt more. "You are foxed. I am not even sure why." The statement, or question, came out without her thinking about it.

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[Anthony Bridgerton]

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If he had to ask, then he knew the answer. Oh if only he actually did know the answer. How much easier life would be if he knew all the answers. Yet he did not. He thought he did. He thought he had control of everything, of himself . . . he thought he had a plan for life and that he would stick to it with his stubborn determination. And then she came along. The most beautiful, more vexing, most incredible . . . as the words ran through his mind he realized they were ones of praise. Only of praise. And he hated that. He hated that he could not hate her. He hated that he loved her. Because he vowed, never to fall in love. That should have been the one certainty in his life yet . . . he had.

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And it had caused everything to unravel, quickly. "And here I thought you knew everything," he teased in his drunken stupor. "Everything about life. About me . . . and everything in between." Yet she did not know why he was like this. "It is after all, your fault," he told her yet while the words were accusation . . . there was also a strange light heartedness to them. "And I can not even be angry about it," he added on laughing. Yes. Anthony Bridgerton did occasionally laugh. Only this time, the influence of alcohol certainly played a huge factor in his ability to do so.