My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I was not as drunk as my friends. I was worried that if everyone was drunk, then no one could take care of us. So, I stopped drinking when I was half drunk. My phone rang. Sebastian called, angry, "Where are you?"

It dawned upon me that I had left the company with Linda right after wor. I forgot to cook! Could it be that he didn't get himself dinner?

Cold trickled down my spine. Everything else receded into the background. I stood up. "Mr. Milton, I'm sorry. I went out with my friends tonight. I-" "I'm asking you where you are."

I cut my explanation off and said slowly, "Mulbee Road, Ultimate Bar."

"Who are you with?" He sounded so angry.

"Linda and Naomi."

I answered honestly.

After a while, I said, "Mr. Milton, have you eaten..."

He hung up, so he didn't hear what I said at all.

Naomi, who was already drunk, grabbed my

"You should call him and ask him to come over and leave Miss Zanes. He is your man. Why should you let your man take care of

My head was spinning because of the wine, but

opposite. She merely laid

got up to pour her some water, a little dizzy. It seemed that I drank a little too much

going to come over and take

and saw that she

watched as she put the phone close to her ear and shouted at the top of her lungs, "The Ultimate

off, she fell

pour water for her anymore. I

Linda with a blanket, I settled back on the sofa. I

was a sudden knock on

the night. I sat up on the sofa more fully. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Find_Nøvel.ɴet

walked in. Behind him was the bar waiter with a key

messy state. Sebastian's face grim, he