Author's POV
Mike was quick to understand Noah's words. He patted his shoulder and,
“ I'll drop you home, come on man.... You know i don't lie...get up!” he said. Noah wasn't willing to get up, so Mike pulled him up and walked with him towards their car.
“ I'll drive, I'll go home.... You don't need to worry about me. ” Noah said casually looking at the car.
Mike wasn't willing to go as Noah was drunk pretty badly. Anyways Noah sat inside and drove off from there.
Mike stood there seeing the car disappearing from his sight. He took out the phone and typed a message.
“ He is coming home!”
He sent the message to Sara. He then sat in the car and drove towards his home.
Noah drove the car in a maniac speed and reached his house. He walked in and noticed that everything was at its place. His eyes fell on the dining table, there were two sets of plate besides food ready to be served. His eyes wandered around to find Sara, but Sara was nowhere to be found.
