HE KEPT PULLING ME with him like I am just a thin paper who is easy to drag. If he can actually do so, he might even just carry me in a bridal style so it would be easier for him to bring me to wherever he is going. I tried my best to keep up with him, but my wobbling legs were not really helping at all.
It took him a short time to notice that I was actually stumbling already. He stopped suddenly, making me almost bump into his hard chest if only he didn’t use his hand to stop me from walking further. I almost stumbled in front of him but managed to stay still with his help. My drooping eyes returned his intense gaze, but I wasn’t even bothered by it at all. I guess alcohol really is taking over me now.
I found myself staring and scanning his face. He has that silky black hair that is pu
