At first, she didn't react at all, didn't stir, didn't change her breathing. There was nothing. Even her dreams were empty. But then somehow, someway, his voice broke through the vast blackness of her intoxicated slumber and grabbed enough of her attention that her eyes suddenly flashed open. Vision hazy, it took a moment of blinking before she could focus on Barbie's face. Slowly, lazily, she smiled.

"Hey, baby." She lifted a heavy, uncoordinated hand to him, to cup his cheek and lure him down with her. It felt so nice to be at rock bottom. If only he would stay there with her, loving her, protecting her. If only he could. "What time is it?"