Sherry looked awfully young, 18 years old at most, and almost seemed like a young girl stealing her mother's makeup.
Sebastian's instinct was to push her off his legs but Sherry only sat there for a second and then slid onto the seat next to him.
"Haha, don't scare him, come on, let's just have a drink."
Sebastian had never felt so uncomfortable.
Each of the men had a young girl accompany them. They either hang on to the man's neck or grab their arms like a baby begging for candy.
The men were giving them the same energy, one started squeezing the girl's thigh while bragging about his new project.
Victor also had a girl sitting next to him, but he wasn't really touching her- she was just sipping on her cup of cocktail and smiling at everyone as if she was just a pretty doll to be seen.
Sebastian's mind was absent.
He felt like his soul had left his body and flew back to G Town, back to Jen.
