Xesha’s POV
He still had his eyes closed and just mumbled incoherently when I called out to him repeatedly. I shook his body, but he just brushed my hand away.
I sighed in exasperation. He’s so annoying when he’s drunk. He talks more and more rudely without any restraint, he’s hard to wake up, and what else?
Why do I have to enjoy this trip with this guy?
“Mr. Le Roux, we’re going to miss our stop if we don’t get off soon. I gave you five minutes like you said, but you still haven’t woken up.”
He didn’t respond, of course. But with him still fast asleep, I unconsciously found myself getting a chance to take a closer look at him.
I stared at Sebastian without blinking. How unfair of the Moon Goddess to create just one person who is so physically perfect in every way.
