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

night." He was half drunk and

a loss at what to do 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

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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 his flushed face that was

reason

eyes, held me tightly in his arms, and moved

I

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

the side of the road. From a distance,

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

me by

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

Irvin's face turned red. Maybe because he was drunk, he never

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

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

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