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.

on the phone, Naomi, who was already drunk, grabbed my cell phone,

phone away. While fiddling with my phone, she said, "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

was spinning because of the wine, but I still managed to maneuver her back to the

after drinking was the opposite. She merely laid on the couch quietly, unlike Naomi who was

little dizzy. It seemed that I drank a little too much

is drunk. Are you going to come over and take care

that she was pressing on my mobile phone wildly. I frowned, "Naomi, stop

watched as she put the phone close to her ear and shouted at the top of her lungs, "The Ultimate Bar!" After a beat, she said, "No, I'm drunk now. I shouldn't call Hendrix. I should call Sebastian and ask him to pick

off, she fell

pour water for her anymore. I went and helped

Linda with a blanket, I settled back on

There was a sudden knock on the door. I sat up

was drunk and stared at the door blearily. I was worried that there would be bad people knocking on the door in the middle of the night. I sat up on the sofa more fully. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the

opened and Sebastian walked in. Behind

smell of wine and our messy state. Sebastian's face grim, he asked, "How