C16 ~Going to my mad husband~

Soon, everyone left for their various homes and I was still breaking words with Salsa, who I knew was tipsy and heavy in her eyes after having so much to drink. Virtually everyone was alcoholic tonight and I wondered who would run to my rescue if Brian should pounce on me like a lion.

“Won’t you go to your husband?” Salsa reminded me with an emphatic look on her face