A few minutes later, after seeing the road sign, Alex turned the car around. They finally arrived in front of their apartment building. However, another problem arose when they got out of the car, Raphael was still clinging to Ezra's waist, hindering his movement. "Raphael!" Impatiently, Ezra shook his head quite hard with both hands, "We're here, wake up!"
Raphael clucked his tongue, the grip on his waist loosened and Ezra seized the opportunity to freed himself from the car. What amused Ezra the most was that afterward, Raphael managed to exit the car by himself without any help. For a moment, the man standing tall in front of him didn't seem drunk at all, causing Ezra to raise an eyebrow in puzzlement.
"Alex, it looks like he's pretending to be drunk..." Ezra joked as he glanced at Raphael's face flushed red to his neck. Clearly, this man was drunk, but his calm demeanor raised his skepticism a bit.
