I frowned. Irvin must've been really drunk.

Letting out a sigh, I helped him up and said, "You don't need my sympathy. You're drunk. Let me take you home."

I said goodbye to everyone in the private dining room and ignored their questioning looks. I helped and supported Irvin down.

Despite being drunk, he still had a little sense of his surroundings. When we reached the exit of the restaurant, he stopped and sat on the stairs, unmoving.

I looked at him helplessly and said, "Come on, let me take you home."

"I don't have a home!"

"Then let's find you a hotel!"

Irvin looked at me and pursed his lips. "You come with me then?"

I...

"I'll take you there."

tough to deal

forget it. I'll sit here for the whole night." He was half drunk and half awake

paused and said, "Well then, stay here. I'll

and went to

hoarse voice, he asked, "Arianna, where's your sympathy? Are you not going to send me back and just let me freeze to death on the street?" Looking at his flushed face that was honed with handsome features, I nodded

not reason with a

this, his face darkened. He stared at me with his black eyes, held me

trying to do, I

if I pushed him too forcefully, he'd fall onto the road as we were

road. From a distance, it probably looked like we were a pair of lovers

closer to me. I was

his sentence, Irvin was pulled off me by a strong force.

and Irvin throwing punches

going easy on Irvin at all. Irvin's face turned red. Maybe because he was drunk, he never fought back Hendrix and allowed him to just continue

continued. I quickly pulled on Hendrix's shirt and said, "Hendrix, if you continue,

as cold as ice. He asked, "Are you feeling

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