Steven stared at Scarlett for a moment, completely dazed. “Scarlett, you’re so beautiful.”“Ugh, how cheesy,” Scarlett muttered, clearly tipsy herself.After another ten minutes or so, Scarlett was just as drunk as Steven. With what little sense he had left, Steven managed to call a cab, gave the driver his home address, and promptly passed out.When the driver finally woke them up, Steven groggily opened his eyes and saw Scarlett still half-asleep. Unsteady on his feet, he helped her out of the car and into his house. The scene felt oddly familiar—just like the last time his friend had brought Scarlett to his place.Once inside, Steven carefully laid Scarlett on the bed. Just as he turned to leave, he tripped and fell to the floor. Before he could get up, Scarlett’s arm draped across his chest. Gently, he moved her arm off him, but the moment he let go, she threw it back over him. This happened several times before Steven gave up, exhaling in defeat.The faint smell of alcohol
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