"Zachary, you suddenly seem even more charming! I think I've fallen even harder for you!" Ellen exclaimed.
Sitting across from Zachary, Ellen's eyes sparkled as she stared intently at him.
But in the next second, Zachary collapsed onto the table with a loud thud, knocking over his glass.
Ellen was at a loss for words. She then covered her mouth and stifled a laugh.
…
The night was as dark as ink.
Before dawn broke, Zachary woke up. To be precise, the urge to pee after drinking too much beer had woken him up.
Feeling like his bladder was about to burst, he quickly sat up without thinking. It wasn't until he sat up that he realized he wasn't in his own room.
However, something about this room felt oddly familiar.
Wasn't this Ellen's room?
Zachary shook his head, and the memory of the previous night hit him hard.
When he turned his head, he saw Ellen lying next to him.
Ellen had a light blanket draped over her. Her fair shoulders were exposed.
Zachary wasn't sure if Ellen was completely unclothed under the blanket.
Feeling a sudden sharp pain in his bladder, Zachary didn't dare to wait any longer. He rushed to the bathroom as quickly as he could.
After relieving himself, he let out a slow breath of relief.
His head was still slightly foggy. After using the bathroom, he quietly found his clothes and put them back on before leaving.
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