Sean sent me a message earlier, telling me that he wants me to call him at any time if I’m feeling sad or vulnerable.
I replied stating that that would ruin his day entirely, considering I would have interrupted whatever important chore he was carrying out only to tell him I was on the verge of ODing.

The gorgeous thing called me a half hour later.
S: Are you ODing?
E: No, read the message again.
S: Are you ODing?
E: No, I was saying it would ruin your day if I called you just to say I was.
S: Elly, even if I was where I am now, if you were ODing, I’d find the nearest sober driver, and force him to take me to you, just so I could look after you.
E: You’re the sweetest thing. Thank you for being such an amazing friend.
S: I love you.
E: I love you, too.
S: Okay, I’ll let you go. Night.
E: Night night, moonlight.
S: Sweet dreams, moonbeams.

He is ridiculously sweet, even when drunk out of his mind.