“I’ll ask again who are you and what are you doing in my room,” Talon asked in a loud tone, his face an angry mask of barely hidden rage, as he watched the woman in front of him giggle regardless of his sharp tone, going as far as to walk towards him reaching her hands out to touch his chest, a hand he grabbed before it could get anywhere close to him.
“You’re drunk…” he stated the moment she was close enough to him to perceive the lingering smell of an extremely strong brand of alcohol, one he knew and wasn’t a fan of, unlike a few other people he knew who fancied it.
“Me? No. I prawmise I drank only one glass…maybe two,” the woman in front of him responded, as he dropped her right hand only to catch her left hand, just as she raised it to touch him again for the second time.
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