"I don't. I-" I was about to tell that I won't remember anything but his words stopped me.
"Oh, nothing happened." He faked his smile and moved away towards his wardrobe.
"Sure?" I asked.
"Yeah. You were drunk and fell asleep on my shoulder so I laid you on bed." He replied and took out his shirt he removed the towel that was around his neck and wore the shirt. But what about the part of me being half naked?. But my questions stopped when I saw a red mark on his collarbone.
"What's that red spot?" I asked as I pointed my finger towards the red spot. He stopped buttoning his shirts and brushed it gently while keeping his head down. Later on, I saw his face fuming with anger.
