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

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

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

and went to hail a

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

not reason with

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

was trying to do, I frowned and pushed

myself go from his grip. I was afraid that if I pushed him too forcefully, he'd fall

of the road. From

himself closer to me. I

his sentence, Irvin was pulled off me

and Irvin throwing punches

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

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

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

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