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."

really tough to deal

it. I'll sit here for the whole night." He was half

to do with him for a moment. Looking at him, I paused and said, "Well then, stay here. I'll head

I turned and went to hail

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

reason with

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

I

couldn't move him or let myself go from his grip. I was afraid that if I pushed him too forcefully, he'd fall onto the road as we were just standing

like that, I was struggling with him on the side of the road. From a

closer to me. I was getting

pulled off me by a

I wrapped my head around what was happening, I saw Hendrix and Irvin throwing punches at

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

out of hand if it continued. I quickly pulled on Hendrix's shirt and said, "Hendrix, if you continue, he'll

black eyes were as cold as ice. He asked, "Are you feeling sorry for

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