“Really,” he huffed, his hands attempting to adjust his shirt. “I’m fine.” He stood from his seat and placed a couple bills on the counter, more than enough to cover his tab. His steps faltering as he made his way towards the door, Matt leaned against other tables and chairs along the way. “See? ‘M fine!”
Ella held her hands out ready to steady him as she watched him walk, she gave him a sarcastic ‘no’ face, her tone matching. “Colour me unconvinced, love. You are anything but fine, now just tell me where your house is or whatever so we can get there faster, alright?” She asked, as she walked next to him with arms out.
“El, I’m fine, really,” he slurred, tripping over his own foot. “Why would I color you? That’s just silly,” Matt added with a laugh, his dopey smile turning to face Ella as they stopped on the sidewalk. “Elm Street. My truck’s there, wanna drive?” He asked, pointing his finger at his black truck parked a few cars down.
Cisco backup 