The darkness outside matched her sentiments.

What a nuisance!

Why did he choose to drink at such an unusual hour? Couldn’t he have chosen to drink at home instead?

Without other options, Sabrina slipped into her attire and navigated to the location shared by Rolf. She made her way to the building, and nudged the door open.

Inside, a pair of men Lounged on a couch. One of them was Rolf and the other was Tyrone.

Rolf, reclined comfortably against the couch, sparked a cigarette into life.

Tyrone was situated in a similar pose, but his eyes were shut, a wine glass clutched in his hand.

opening door roused him briefly, his

the floor were countless

Tyrone’s frown, Sabrina queried, “Did he empty

did,” Rolf responded

out, stepping to the couch

eyes flickered open, fixing her

when she met his gaze, momentarily

home.

hand rose to massage the space between his brows. He struggled to his

to

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