Bastian POV
As she complained, the strong scent of wine came out from her red plumpy lips. Therefore, I endured it while trying to make her body stay upright. "Why don't..you drink? hmm?" She uttered with lack of fluency as her left arm was still on my shoulder.
With the careful steps and the balance of my body, I carried her out and said, "If I were drunk, how could I help you?"
Margie chuckled and leaned on my body closer. She softly whispered to my ear, "Then, it means.. we are drunk to-gether.."
I sighed and keep carrying her out. Once we reached the parking area, I put her on the front seat carefully. Without any other delays, I directly started the engine and spun the power steering, letting the car to escape from the parking area to the street which was not so crowded or even n
