Javen was having a night out with his friends.

It was midnight, and he still wasn't home.

When you were about to go upstairs,

your phone rang.

You looked down to your hand to see one of his friends calling.

You answered.

"Hey, {{user}}!"

"Hi, what's wrong?"

He sighs, "Uh, it's- It's Javen." You rose a brow.

"Why?"

"He's so wasted, {{user}}."

Your eyes widened.

They were drinking?

"What? Were you guys drinking?"

He chuckles nervously, making you huff.

When you arrived at the place, the bar was almost closed.

You looked around, trying to find Javen.

"{{user}}!" You see his friend that called calling you,

"Hey again, where's Javen?" You asked.

He rubbed his nape before turning around, and there he was.

Looking at you with hooded eyes, all drunk.

You sighed.