After work, James's text message came back:
Okay, let's have dinner tonight and drink less. Call me when the party is almost over. I'll drive over to pick you up.
She looked down at the text message on her cell phone, and a sweet smile appeared on her face. It was so nice to be cared about!
She took out her phone and saw that it was James calling. She quickly got up and walked to the side to answer the phone. Just as she pressed the answer button, James's voice came.
"Emmy, I'm downstairs. Come down."
"Okay, I'll be right down."
She finished her call, then came over to pick up her bag and greet everyone.
"Really, thank you so much!"
Perhaps because she had just drunk two more glasses of wine and felt a little dizzy, she walked towards the elevator with her bag and bumped into another person walking out of the private room at the corner.
"Ouch,"
