Tristan was totally wasted. He felt like the earth was rocking beneath him, his mind drifting in and out like a tide. He was struggling to keep his balance.
Fortunately, Matthew was there to guide him. Tristan kept pushing Matthew, insisting that he could walk alone. But Matthew didn't release him as he kept holding him, trying to steady Tristan's footing.
Finally, they made their way clumsily into Tristan's room. He collapsed onto the bed as soon as Matthew released him.
"You reek of alcohol!" Matthew complained while looking helplessly at Tristan.
Tristan was chuckling like crazy. He was slurring his words and talking senseless.
Then Zhen-Zhen entered the room, she was following them behind. She was observing Tristan curiously.
"What happened to him, Matthew?" Zhen-Zhen asked him innocently.
Matthew heaved an exhausted sigh and responded. "He's drunk. He was intoxicated by drinking too much alcohol."
