Elijah didn't know how he got home, but he sure arrived safely and the first thing he did upon returning was to go straight to his cabinet and pulled out a bottle.
He wasn't a drinker. No, he has never loved drinking even though his brothers loved it and had taught him that on occasions. However, he never liked the idea of drinking because he loved having a clear mind.
He was a natural-born genius and geniuses don't like doing stupid things like getting drunk and waking up with a hangover the next day. What was the point of it? Hence, when he did drink, it was in moderation. But right now, Elijah was sure he didn't have moderation in mind when he poured that drink into his glass and downed it entirely.
The unfamiliar warmth burnt down his throat but he didn't care, if anything, he needed a distraction, something to take his mind off the pain that was searing deep into his chest right now.
