[foxotanashi]

Donnie hadn't dealt with many people in this situation. Most of the time when he was around drunk people there was loud music and laughter and a familiar place. Here at this time and moment was different. She wasn't skimpy, he was actually half way sober, and this place was nothing like home. Amelia kept crying and there wasn't much he thought he could do for her.

Donnie leaned up to look at her. "Hey, hey now, talk to me Amelia. I need to know how your head feels. Do you need anything? I can get you some water to help or... anything," He said. Oddly, he felt helpless when it came to her. God he just wanted to go hunt down that man.