Chapter 1769

They opened the door, only to find most of the guys were already drunk. Even Oscar, who had never drunk before, was flushed up to his ears.

William had taken his shirt off, flexing his abs. "Losers! I'm the real man here."

Liza's jaw dropped. She'd never seen this level of craziness.

Oscar puked. Chace quickly grabbed a trash can despite his own buzz. He was professional to the end.

Marion stood up. "They're hammered. No telling how late this will go. If you're tired, I'll take you home."

"It's fine. Two bottles left, right?" Debra winked, tugging him back. "No one's leaving sober tonight. Loosen up and have a blast."

Marion paused, then softened. "Alright."

"Marion, get over here," Randy called out. "This punk can't take me."

Drake, pinned to the table, yelled, "Get off me! Let's do it again."

"Suck it up. You can't beat me," Randy crowed.

Drake's face darkened. Robert smirked, "Need a hand? Beg me."

Drake glared at him, then at Marion. He was eager to fight back but soon saw the hard truth. He couldn't win.

They drank and laughed into the wee hours, talking smack about everything. They laughed and cried until they crashed.

The next morning, Debra stirred on the table.

Opening her eyes, she found those sprawlers on the sofa were gone.

Marion walked in with hot milk. She mumbled, "Where is everyone?"

"Randy took Erica upstairs," he replied, handing her the milk. "Theda and Robert left early. Oscar and Chace caught a morning flight. William couldn't hang, so Jordan took him home." Read full story at find(ɴ)ovel.net

"What about Liza and Drake?"

"Someone took her away, and Drake went to his class."

Debra chuckled, almost forgetting that part. Marion added, "Liza said, check your phone."

Debra took out her phone and saw messages from everyone.

[Till we meet again.]

She smiled.