“Oh, Marcus! I’m so glad that you’re here! Come. Join me. We will celebrate!” Marcus and Ethan frowned at Athena’s actions.
Athena was holding a bottle of whiskey on one hand and a glass of ice in the other, and she walked toward them like she was about to fall over. They panicked when she almost tripped and fell to the ground. Luckily, Ethan caught her, and Marcus rescued the bottle from breaking as it flew in the air.
“Hey Athena, what happened??!” Marcus asked and shook his head disappointingly. ‘She’s not used to drinking liquor. What is she doing?’
“Oh, Ethan, you’re here too.” She stood up properly and fixed her clothes. She felt a bit dizzy, but she ignored it. “Wait! Why are there two of you in front of me?? Who’s the real one? Oh, there are two of you too, Marcus.” Athena giggled.
Marcus and Ethan looked at each other.
