Ruby's POV
Back at the booth, Ruby waited and waited, her worry increasing with every passing minute.
Hazel had been drinking so much tonight. What if she had passed out in the restroom? I got so worried that I grabbed my bag at once and rushed toward the restroom.
I didn’t even make it to the door before the sight ahead stopped me right in my tracks. Under the dim hallway lights, a tall, handsome man leaned against the wall.
My best friend Hazel, who was obviously very drunk, clung to him tightly, her hands wandering all over him as she mumbled words that made no sense.
The man kept a cold, unreadable look on his aristocratic face, but his big hands stayed firmly on her arms and he never pushed her away even once.
It wasn’t just that he was putting up with her. It looked like he wa
