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."

was really tough

here for the whole night." He was half drunk and

with him for a moment. Looking at him, I paused and said, "Well then, stay here. I'll head back." S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest

turned and went to

from the back. In a low, 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

not reason

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

what he was trying to do, I

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

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

held onto me and rubbed himself closer to me. I was getting irritated and said,

me by a strong force. Then I heard

around what was happening, I saw Hendrix and Irvin throwing punches at each other. To be precise, Hendrix was the

face turned red. Maybe because he

I quickly

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

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