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.

him briefly, his

across the floor

Sabrina queried, “Did

he did,” Rolf responded

couch to

flickered open, fixing her with a silent

met his gaze,

late. Let’s head home.

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

out to stabilize him.

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