Sapphire
“We’re here.” I told the same man on my passenger seat as I pulled up in front of the building where his penthouse was. I didn’t think I have to park there at the basement. He knew the way.
“I’m wasted, Sapphire. Drop me off at my door, at least.” He complained, leaning back on his seat and closed his eyes.
“Seriously? I thought you’re fully awake now.” I mumbled.
“I am not.” He said with a tired voice.
He’s faking it.
“Then, get out.” Could he be more mature than his age? He was giving me a headache.
“What if I fall asleep in the elevator?”
“It’s not my problem. You’ll wake up in the morning anyways.” I retorted. He wasn’t the only one who was tired. I was trying to kee
