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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.

....

stunned

her and

don't cry. I was not yelling at

you now. Stop crying.

you make me want

just kept crying, cars besides going

her heart. Leaning against Bradley,

wet his

Bradley was heartbroken. After all, the leather was

you crying like this?

been repeating these monotonous

***

Finally, Hazel gradually stopped.

tears, raised her

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

she blinked

"I am so sleepy."

titled her head and

can't do this.

come on. You really have

you. Sleeping like a stone.

god's sake, remember, you made me, Hazel. Don't blame

later, Bradley, the policeman, brought the

just so you know, this is my place. But, don't get me wrong. I'm

policeman should serve the people. I won't take anything from people and of course, I'll do nothing to

murmured and put Hazel on his

face was kind of

was sticking to it. There was

way to

this, Bradley couldn't help but

women are a mess

head and sighing, he went to the bathroom. He soaked a towel with hot

cleaning up her face, Bradley was so tired. He then

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

even more shocked was

***

She slept

away the quilt that had

her, which made her straight legs and the cute

in the middle of the night,

her in again, hands

went to the bathroom, he found he got an erection. He

hot even in that

one of the conclusions

***

Emmett came back, he found that his

the morning. But Atwood Smith was still drinking tea in the living

are you doing

still up late in the middle of