Cloe and Ved's room; Cloe, Ved

Cloe took Ved's hand and gently helped him get up. As he staggered at first, she knew he was drunk, and therefore, the morning would not be pleasant at all. She put her arm around him to steady his walking. She didn't want him or herself to fall. Both of them were pretty drunk. As they reached their room, Cloe turned the lits up a bit, just enough to see their way around. She sat Ved on the bed and then sat down herself. She gently kissed his cheek. "Ved, it's still me. Cloe. I'm so sorry." She whispered in his ear. Hoping she was making him uncomfortable.