"Monica, I want to go to your house," Brandon said drunkenly.
Monica was speechless.
If he could not hold his liquor, then why did he drink it so desperately?
He drank so much that he could not even think clearly.
She asked again, "Brandon, where exactly is your house?!"
Brandon was already sprawled in the car, unable to wake up no matter how hard he tried.
Monica also knew that drunk people were most afraid of being woken up midway. It would be very uncomfortable.
She thought for a moment and said to the driver, "Let's go to a nearby hotel."
It was impossible for her to bring Brandon to her house.
Although they had a good relationship when they were young and Brandon had indeed stayed over at her house because they were neighbors, they were all grown up now. Moreover, they were not related. No matter what, she could not simply bring him to her house.
The driver drove them to a five-star hotel nearby.
