ZARA

"Leave it," she mumbles, as Jay reaches for her phone and tries to, yet again, call Laura, unsuccessfully. "She's out with her…" she slurs a little, "with her fiance." She giggles manically. "She's all grown up now, big girl, big big big girrrrl…" she stumbles down the stairs and jay catches her by the arm.

"Woah easy there, girl, you're pretty damn drunk." He tells her softly leading her down the stairs and out to the footpath.

Zara laughs drunkenly. "Who? Me? Drunk? Sure?" She brings her face centimetres away from Jay. "You have beautiful eyes, you know?" She cocks her head to the side. Jay can smell the alcohol on her breath.

"You are very drunk." He insists. "Only stupid shits are drunk, you know?" She tells him, in a world of her own.

"No, i don't know," he says softly, pulling away and firmly leading her back to the residential blocks.

"No," she wails dejectedly, "you do do do." She trips over herself several times. "You do do."

Jay shakes his head. "Come on," he guides her up the stairs of her block. "You're going to be alright."

"No no, I'm going to puke, and then I'm going to wheeee…" she swings her arms in front of her. "Like this," she tells Jay.

She starts hiccuping, and jay senses the vomit coming. "Here," he leads her to a garbage bin on the landing.

"When did my room become so small?" She sways as she asks him, peering drunkenly at the plastic bin.

"It's not your room, it's a bin." He explains patiently.

"Yeah and I'm Britney spears," she replies, nudging him good naturedly.

He holds her hair back and rubs her back as she vomits into the bin. He waits a few minutes with her, encouraging her with his silence, until she is done.

He fishes a tissue paper out of his jacket pocket and helps her wipe her mouth. "Feel better?" He asks.

"I wish," she replies, still drunk. He leads her down the hauntingly silent corridor to a vending machine and gets her a bottle of water. She chugs it down thirstily.

"Now let's get you to bed, alright? You need to sleep." Jay encourages.

"Shhh." She puts her finger on his lips. "They can hear us."

"Who?"

"The stupid drunk shits, shit shot." She laughs manically.

By now, they are at her bedroom door. Jay takes the key from Zara, unlocks the door and let's her in.

He takes her jacket and shoes off and lays her down in her bed. He waits a few minutes for her to drift off before he slowly backs away.

When he's at the door, he hears her ask him, "Can i kiss you?"

He smiles, shakes his head, and leaves the room.