That night, my phone abruptly started vibrating. It woke me up while I was sleeping soundly.
I forgot to mute it again.
I looked at the time. It was two o'clock in the middle of the night. Who could it be?
I took a closer look, and it was from Marius.
I sat up, switched on the small light, and answered the phone. "Don't tell me you're still outside?"
Marius' drunken voice came from the receiver. "Sis Wan, I-I feel a little confused now. C-Can you come and pick me up?"
"Why are you drunk again?" There was helplessness in my voice. I got out of bed, grabbed my phone, and took out some clothes from the closet. "Tell me where you are."
I went downstairs after changing my clothes.
The lights in the living room were still on. Drover was sitting on the sofa, and I was startled by his motionless appearance. "Oh my God, why are you still here?"
One friend went to the bar to get drunk while the other was in a daze. Just what were they doing?!
Looking at me, Drover frowned. "Why did you come down so late?"
"Because of Marius. What else could it be? He got drunk and called me to pick him up."
Hearing this, Drover stood up and picked up the jacket on the sofa with one hand. "It's late. I'll go. You stay home."
Did they not just have an argument? Could it be that…
Not daring to think further, I said, "Let's go together so that there's one other person there to take care of him."
"Alright." Drover did not reject me, probably because he was worried about Marius’ bad temper.
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