EPISODE 36
Nathan stumbled through the front door, his body heavy with alcohol, his breath reeking of whiskey. Ethan struggled to keep him upright. “Damn it, Nathan, you’re heavier than you look,” he muttered, digging through Nathan’s pockets to fish out his key. Tristan, who was still awake working on his project, heard the commotion from his room. He exchanged a glance with Dylan before stepping out. Tristan stepped out of the room, his chest tightening when he saw the scene before him. Ethan was struggling to hold up Nathan, who was clearly drunk—his body slumped, his movements sluggish. Tristan’s jaw clenched. Nathan never used to drink like this. And the worst part? He trusted this guy enough to get drunk around him. Ethan. A stranger. Something ugly twisted in Tristan’s chest. “I’ll tak
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