"Seriously?"
I barked, grabbing the soju bottle and pushing it down the cool freezer again. He was drunk, but would never admit it. Instead of looking at his saviors, he growled, gave me a cold stare, and rushed for his office in wobbly limbs.
"Go with him...Please..", Frankie looked at my eyes, like he wanted me to whether I cared or not.
I sighed and nodded softly.
While he ran off to the door to pick up his files, my head moved immediately to a drunken man.
You have office today, loser....
Though, who knew you would gulp down soju on my words....
sheesh...!
The door flung open welcomed me, as I moved inside.
Then I pushed close the door, laughing to myself.
"Tony!"
I stared at him, whining a bit.
He was on the table, his face low and held with fingers. His grey hair was lyin
