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"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!"

***

"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.

....

was stunned

patted her

I was not yelling at

Stop

you make me want to

crying, cars besides going past

heart. Leaning against Bradley, she kept crying for half

wet

After all,

hell are you crying

these monotonous sentences. All he wanted was

***

Finally, Hazel gradually stopped.

covered with tears, raised her head, and squeezed a bitter smile

that she would probably say something

to his surprise, she blinked and

"I am so sleepy."

and

Hey! You can't do this.

really have a thick skin,

you. Sleeping like a stone. What

made me, Hazel. Don't

the policeman, brought the sleeping Hazel back

place. But, don't get me wrong. I'm not

won't take anything from people and of course, I'll do nothing

and put

was kind

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

was no way to see her

this, Bradley

women are a mess when

He soaked a towel with hot

him. So after cleaning up her face, Bradley was so tired. He

he got up to use the bathroom in the middle of the night, he

even more shocked was that her thighs and underwear were exposed

***

She slept pretty

had kicked away the quilt

up by her, which made her

the middle of the

tucked her in again, hands

he got an erection. He was shocked and

even in that

was one of the

***

came back, he found that

two o'clock in the morning. But Atwood Smith was still

are you doing

were you still up late in the middle of the