336 A long nigh (2/2)

Harry just finished the beer and stood up. ”I'm leaving. Thanks for the drink.”

”What? Wait…” the others were taken back with his sudden announcement. They tried to stop him but he simply waved his hand and left the room.

”What now?” they asked, sharing a confused look.

”He's not in the mood. Come on, guys. Let's party!” Alan said and everyone cheered loudly. They continued having fun, already pushing what happened earlier with Harry to the side.

Harry went into his car and sighed heavily. He put his phone into the slot and started the engine.

”Ergh… can't drive,” he muttered. He drank quite a lot and could not hold his drunkenness anymore. With a bleary eye, he reached back for his phone and dialled home.

”Hello, Young Master?”

”I'm drunk. Pick me up,” he told the butler. Then, he murmured the name 'Boom' to the elder man before ended the call.

He dropped the phone back to its slot and rested his head against the steering wheel. He was not drunk, he told himself. He could drink another dozen of beer with no problem at all.

Five seconds later, he reached back for his phone and drunkenly dialled a number. He grinned and waited impatiently for the receiver to answer the call.

But to his disappointment, the call went unanswered. He frowned and redialled again. And again. And again.

”Ryn, why are you avoiding me?” he cried at the phone.

Without thinking, he opened the apps for messaging and sent her a message. And another. And another. He even left a voice message to her.

”Ryn, why didn't you join us? Tonight we're supposed to celebrate,” he said drunkenly.

Then, he sent more emoticons and drunken messages.

When the family's driver finally found him in the car, the man could only sigh seeing his Young Master staring at his phone. It was weird seeing Young Master mooning over a woman and kept staring at his phone, thinking no one realized it but anyone who could see knew about it. He was so obvious, smiling with no reason at all or staring at his phone almost all the time. It was worst now when his Young Master drunk like this.

”Young Master, let's go home,” the driver said after he took a deep breath. He shook Harry gently, hoping it could wake him up from his drunken stupor.

”Huh? You? What are you doing here?” Harry asked, recognizing the driver.

”Young Master, I am here to pick you up. Master and Madam are waiting at the mansion,” the driver said patiently.

”Hmm… oh… I am not drunk. Why should I let you drive?” Harry asked.

The driver could only smile bitterly. Why was it his turn tonight? Oh yes, because tomorrow he wants to go out dating with his girlfriend so he switched his turn with the other driver. Sigh. It was going to be a long night tonight.