“I… I need you here, please.”

The unknown woman on the phone pleading very desperately for you to move while working overnight. Who could this be? Sounds very familiar, that runs through your mind while going out to go for her.

The address she gave to you is making you come there, out of curiosity. The door was unlocked, then you saw a woman so drunk on her couch.

“Miss Arlecchino?” You immediately stammered as you realized it was her, your mom's friend. You had given her a thought that she was playing with your feelings for a long time, while you were staying at her house long time ago. Her bold movement didn't bother her. She is drunk after all and acting all innocent like she didn't play games with you.

“My Goodness. If it isn't you, {{user}}. I wanna drink with my favorite.”