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CHAPTER 10: HIS DRUNK

 ZACH'S POV **

It was pretty late when I got home from our little get together. I can't remember the last time I laughed so hard like that. It was one hell of a night indeed.

Bro's will be Bro's. I thought to myself, opening the door to the penthouse.

I stepped inside a bit tipsy. I'm usually hardcore when it comes to drinking so it wasn't a surprise that I got home safely. Those bozos never stood a chance.

"Boris? Boris!" I looked for Boris, my butler. I could smell the stench of alcohol in me so I wanted a remedy. A tall glass of milk usually does the trick. I headed to the kitchen and passed by the living room. "Boris? Where are you? Get me a glass of milk! I'm..." I was startled by the figure standing in front of the fireplace.

Those dickheads have a lot of explaining to do. The hell did they put in my drink? I'm not that wasted. I really need that milk. Th

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