The other man looked miserable, and Russ wanted to leave yesterday but he couldn’t bring himself to leave. Russ made his way over to Milt giving his shoulder a shake
“ Russell, what are you doing here?” Milt said, eyes glassed over neither here nor there.
“ Making sure your perfect ass doesn’t drown in the toilet bowl, come on” Russ said as he hauled the agent to his feet and across the hall to his bedroom. Dumping him none to gently onto the pristine white bedding, before further manhandling him under the covers.