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He let that piece of shard go as it fell on the floor breaking into more tiny pieces scattering all over the place.

She flinched at the noise as she stared at him who was slowly backed away towards what he had seen earlier on her kitchen counter.

Bottle of Alcohol.

He needs it. Grabbing it he removed the cap and chugged the bitter liquid down as it burned his throat.

With a jerk the bottle was snatched from him and tiny little Eleanor glared at him with teary eyes. "Give it back!" He grumbled but she only swivelled on her feet and walked towards the sink to get rid of the liquid.

His eyes widened slightly before he rushed to save the only thing that could make him go numb. "Give it back." He growled while trying to snatch it