"It's nothing ridiculous. I'm being serious here, you two," I exclaimed with a stitched eyebrow—both outgrown by confusion as to why they looked so happy with the situation and by irritation for taking this thing lightly.
"You should talk to the both of them and at least let them stop absorbing too much alcohol!" I continued. "It might cause them great danger in the future!"
"Okay, I'm sorry. I will stop them. In fact, Stella is already doing so," carrying a faint laughter, Shan retorted as she looked at what was ahead of her.
"Who're you talking to?" I heard Zac's voice in the background.
"Jiana," Stella returned. "We're talking about how disastrous and messy you two are! Could you even have some a little decency?"
"What do you mean disastrous? We're completely fine, as you can see," Lucas snorted at his cousin, Chance's, obvious drunk remark.
