It was in Moon Bay at Villet Avenue.
It was eleven o'clock at night when Cassie held Roy and finally drove to his apartment. She took a deep breath after trying her best to move him on the couch while her forehead was wet with sweat.
When they got out of the bar, Roy was staggering on the street. He was completely drunk, so he couldn't drive at all, but he forced Cassie to drive him back and refused to call for a designated driving service. Cassie had no choice but to drive him home though she had no driving license.
But the management of his residence community was so strict that the security man asked her a series of questions and stared at her with his sharp eyes. They were finally permitted to get in after Roy showed his parking permit.
Cassie sighed helplessly since he was as drunk as a jellyfish. He said no more than ten words from the beginning when they got into the bar but drank silently there.
