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

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

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

and went to

"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

reason with a

He stared at me with his black eyes, held me tightly in his arms, and moved

I frowned and

grip. I was afraid that if I pushed him too forcefully, he'd fall onto the road as we were just standing on

the side of the road. From a distance, it probably looked like we were

and rubbed himself closer to me. I was getting irritated

was pulled off me

Irvin throwing punches at each other.

because he was drunk, he never fought back Hendrix and allowed him to

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

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

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