My stomach dropped and I stopped caring. His hands had been on me the whole night. Like a koala, he is desperately clinging to something. The truth is, I just left him alone. While his pals are simply chit-chatting and, on occasion, belting out a few country tunes. When I'm with him, I feel completely out of place, even though I do smile at their jokes. I feel like a high schooler who successfully begged to join her older brother's group of friends on a night out, because these people are obviously not my age.
I yawned when I felt my eyelids getting heavy. Aciel glanced at me, my unconscious mind told me that I should glance back at him. His eyes were tired and looked sleepy but a c***k of a smile was left on his face because of his friend's joke.
"Sleepy?"
I bit my lip and nodd
