Bottles of wine

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Derek’s POV "Hey, hey!" I called out, my voice growing louder as I saw one of the beautiful women Alfred had brought in earlier that day downing a whole bottle of champagne. "Don't drink it all," I said, my tone insistent. "I still want a sip!" I couldn't help but chuckle at the absurdity of the situation, even though I was a little annoyed that I might not get a chance to enjoy the bottle myself. She slowly set down the bottle, looking like a little kid who had just been told she couldn't have a candy bar. The other women laughed and called me a "stingy man". I burped loudly and said, "It's not about being stingy, it's just that I can't go get more alcohol myself. And Alfred is busy right now." I felt a little annoyed that they were teasing me, but I tried to keep my cool. The house w

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