What Are You Doing Here?

"Amy, we can find a solution to this. Please stop drinking," Michael forcefully snatched the bottle from her.

Anger could be seeing on Amy's face, she was now so drunk and then pointed to Michael," you! How dare you take my kids away from me? Give them back to me now."

"Amy, you are drunk. Can I drive you home?" Michael asked but Amy couldn't process any words from what he said.

She laughed and she started seeing images of her kids, like a woman going crazy, she said," Debby...oh Debby, I missed you. Where are your sisters?"

"Hahaha...Queen, Angel, come and hug me," Amy kept on soliloquizing.

Michael stood and decided to take her home, he had invited her to the club so she can have fun with him but he didn't know that she will get seriously drunk.

He carried her up by placing her weak hand on his shoulder, Amy could barely walk as her legs were now jelly, nonetheless, he was carrying her still.

When he eventually got outside, an image appeared before him and demanded," where ar