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Malodorous
Tony hated when he found Gibbs like this. Gibbs had clearly over indulged in the spirits, again tonight. The malodorous smell practically wafted off of Gibbs. It appeared that Gibbs had drunk himself into a stupor, yet again.
Tony cleaned Gibbs up and pulled a blanket over him and slid a pillow under his head. Tony then retired to Gibbs’ couch upstairs. Tony wasn’t sure if he’d be able to sleep, but he knew that Gibbs and him needed to talk.
Gibbs couldn’t keep doing this. If Gibbs wasn’t careful, he’d end up killing himself. Tony would do everything he could to prevent that.
