They did bar hopping at Clarke Quay and then walked to enjoy the beautiful river views glittering with lights. Finland drank a lot and her eyes began to get droopy after drinking away at the bars.
"My God... my head feels very light..." Finland sighed as she placed her cocktail glass on the table.
"Let's go home. If I drink one more glass, you will have to carry me home," she said with a sleepy voice.
"It's okay, the important thing is that you're happy," Jean said calmly. "Are we going home now?"
"Yes, but let's not go to Rose Mansion. The staff there would be shocked to see me so drunk. Let's go home to your apartment," Finland said.
"Alright," said Jean. He paid for their drinks and then took Finland out. They walked along the river, then turned north. Robertson Road was located not far from there.
"You walk very slowly," Jean said. He then carried Finland on his back and walked faster to his apartment.
