Sir Ares, Goodnight

Josie sang the next line, "Ooh, you know I love it when you call me senorita. I wish it wasn't so damn hard to leave ya."

Rose continued, "But every touch is ooh-la-la-la. It's true la-la-la. Ooh, I should be running, Ooh, you keep my coming for ya."

Despite its melodious tune, the song ended up warped beyond recognition from the two drunkards, sounding worse than mourners at a funeral.

Grayson's heart skidded and fell at the women's intonations, shooting up to the clouds only to drop down to hell. Grayson sighed silently, thinking, 'With the way they're singing, you'd think they're out for blood!'

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Immediately, Grayson's and the bodyguards' expressions brightened at the prospect of freedom.

They fled faster than hares from predators.

Worn out from all the singing, Josephine lay on the sofa as her voice slowly drifted off. "I love it when you call me senorita."

Then, her eyes closed as she fell asleep.

Rose, however, was a nonconformist. For how quiet and gentle she was usually, she became rowdy and unrestrained when drunk.

Jay carried her to the bed only for her to crawl and stand on the mattress.

onto the floor,

she stubbornly

her down against

glared at him. "What are you

help but tease her a little.

to touch her face, his long fingers landing on the corners of her

let his guard down before she

Loyle! What are you, a

the sides of her mouth, forcing Rose to let go. She then muttered with a pout." I'm a disgrace

shocked. She was still aware that

she still subconsciously saw herself as

seeped from his fingertip, making Jay frown in

me,"

what you get for bullying

dark. "Who's

"Josie!"

"She's a woman!"

hindsight, Jay should have known that placing these

heartsick people who understand each other. We sympathize with each other, and maybe we'll even get registered overseas...

Josephine's sharp crew cut. He did not doubt

one who needed therapy after all. He should have a psychiatrist look at his impulsive