Chapter 18: Lance.

I pull my car into the main drive and glance at the clock on the dash, through my blurry vision I can see that it is approximately 1 am. I open my door and stumble out onto the gravel, unsure if I have made too much noise or not, then proceed to try walking to the front door.

As I finally put my key into the lock, the door opens, and I lose my balance because I was leaning in it. I fall forward and I am caught by someone, but I can’t tell through my alcoholic haze, who it is.

“Sir? Are you alright?”

“Mmmm Yeah! Wasssss on my way to my offissssss.”

“Sir, are you drunk?”

“M-m-maybe? Hic! Hahaha!”

I attempt to push away from the person, to stand on my own feet but they have too firm a hold on me and I barely budge them.

“Leggoo! I can walHic!”

“No Sir, you are too intoxicated. I will take you.”

“Thanxssss. Offissssss Pleeezzzze!”

“Okay, but please try to be quiet so the staff can sleep.”

“Mmmm, Rayn