Dante's POV Everyone retired a lot earlier. Tini had gone in with Theo to a spare room, and you could hear them from down here.Layla and Reine were in another room, and Tim and Ana had retired for the night.We were the only ones left with Tate, who was very drunk."Come on, Tate. It's time for bed," Christopher said, pulling him up, but he shook his head."No. I want to stay here." I groaned, nursing the bottle of tequila."I think you've had enough shots," Christopher said, reaching for the bottle in his grasp and pulling it away."Nooo, don't take my tequila," I groaned and reached for the bottle before stumbling to the floor and passing out."Is he okay?" Christopher asked with a worried look, and I shrugged."Asides from being drunk out of his mind? He's fine," I explained, and Christopher sighed before leaning down to help him up."Come on, help me lift him. We have to take him to his room," he called to me, and I leaned down, helping him carry Tate.I lifted him with one hand
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