Alva quickly arrived at the bar and, after scanning the room, found Erin and Lily both drunk and slumped together in a corner booth.
He approached them and whispered, "Erin, it's me. Can you stand? I'll take you home."
Lily looked up blearily. "You're... Alva? Didn't Erin call that Brett guy?"
Alva smiled. "She called the wrong number."
Recalling how Erin had spoken about Alva, describing him as a model student, Lily felt reassured. "All right, you take her home. I'll manage on my own."
Still, she added a warning. "But don't try anything funny!"
Alva noticed that Lily was still somewhat sober and nodded. "Take care on your way home."
After helping both women outside, Alva watched Lily get into a cab, giving the driver a few instructions before feeling relieved.
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