Guess Whose Back? (Bree/John/Elle)

"Elle don't drink so much." John said.

Elle rolled her eyes and drank another shot.

John got up then took the glass away from Elle.

"Give me that back." Elle said.

"No. You had enough." John said.

"No, I haven't." Elle said.

"Yes you have." John said.

"I haven't." Elle said, grabbing a bottle of scotch from the cabinet.

John took the scotch from Elle.

Elle glared at John.

John then grabbed a lock and put it on the liquor cabinet.

"You are such an ass." Elle said.

"I'm just being protective of you." John said.

"You don't need to." Elle said.

"Yes I do." John said.

"No, you don't." Elle said.

"Actually I do, end of discussion." John said.

"No, it's not the end of the damn discussion." Elle said.

"Yes it is." John said.

"It's not, just leave me the hell alone." Elle said.

"I'm not going to let you drive your problems away. That's not how you solve anything." John said.

"I sure as hell will forget them." Elle said.

"No more drinking." John said.

"You can't control me." Elle said.

"I'm only trying to protect you." John said.