Wolf President Hooks Up

"Oh, for god's sake, you went on to a prestigious university! You have such a short memory? Look at you! How quickly you forget! Remember you went to the police station? I was the one who interrogated you. Ring any bells?"

Hazel tilted her head and waved her hand, murmuring,

"Hey, stop being loud! You are making me nauseous!"

"What? Nauseous?"

Before Bradley got that, Hazel already stumbled towards the bathroom.

"Hey, wait! Be careful. Let me help you."

Looking at the punk lying on the ground, Bradley hesitated for a moment while other police officers came over.

He went over to explain what had happened and then handed his gun over to them.

"Hey you guys take care of this. I ... I got a family emergency. Gotta go."

Bradley hurriedly made up an excuse and ran towards the bathroom.

"Hazel! Hazel Hoffman!"

He ran to the bathroom, only to find that no one was there.

"Oh man, where did she go? Where is she? She is drunk! For god's sake, she is driving me crazy!"

He hurriedly walked down a street to find her.

Finally, he saw her staggering on a street.

"Hazel, Hazel! Wait! I'm gonna take you home!"

Bradley ran forward as fast as he did when he was in the running races at the police academy, and finally caught up with her.

"Hazel, Hazel! Wait!"

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"Get your hands off me! You dickhead!"

Hazel shouted and stamped while frowning.

When she pushed him away, she got wobbled like a tumbler, which made Bradley worried.

Finally, she fell into his arms, and her head hit his chest. It hurt.

"Hey, you stay on campus? What's your dorm number?"

Bradley held her and asked gently.

While Hazel was just gasping for breath, like an old bull.

After a while, she still didn't answer him, so he rubbed her face and asked,

"Hey, say something! It's cold. We can't just stand on the street all through the night! Come on. Say something! What's your dorm number? I'm taking you there."

Hazel rubbed her face against his chest as if she was gonna tell him her address. But to his surprise, she didn't. Instead, she began to cry loudly.

....

stunned and

her

at you. Why are you crying?

begging you now. Stop crying. You hear

you make me want to

crying, cars besides

her heart. Leaning against Bradley, she kept

tears wet

this, Bradley was heartbroken. After all,

are you

an hour, he had been repeating these monotonous sentences.

***

Finally, Hazel gradually stopped.

with tears, raised her head, and squeezed a

thought that she would probably say something like "Thank you" or

surprise, she blinked

"I am so sleepy."

titled her head and fell asleep in

You can't do this. Wake

on. You really have a thick

at you. Sleeping like a stone.

me, Hazel. Don't

policeman, brought

just so you know, this is my place. But, don't get me wrong. I'm not thinking about anything. It's you.

anything from people and of course, I'll do nothing

put Hazel on his

face was kind of in a

was covered with tears. Her hair was sticking to it. There was also

was no way to see her

this, Bradley couldn't help but

women are a

bathroom. He soaked

her back home almost exhausted him. So after cleaning up her face,

the bathroom in the middle of the night, he was shocked by the fact that there was a woman sleeping on

shocked was

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lord! She slept pretty hard, didn't

quilt that had been

rolled up by her, which made her straight

middle of the night, Bradley

tucked her

he got an

hot even in that cartoon

was one of the conclusions he

***

that his

very late, two o'clock in the morning. But Atwood Smith was still drinking tea in

are you doing

up late in the middle of the