We are...คือเรารักกัน (We are... we are in love)

Chapter 9: Come out (Part 3)

We gathered and stumbled out of the restaurant in a state of inebriation. Chan helped carry Pan's wings, who was waving his hands and talking non-stop with his own pocket. The image of the respected House Speaker was gone. As for Mick, he laid on the floor and clung to Fang's leg and recited something like calorie formula or physics formula. Beer and I had to pull him up to his feet before Fang could kick him in the head. Because just having to carry Tan, Fang was like he would explode anytime.

"Hey Q, Q, can you drive?"

The person who was asked if he could drive was sitting with his neck bent over and puking next to the wheels of his beautiful BMW. There is only one thing that makes Q's condition different from a dog is that he can raise his hand and flick it in the air as a sign that 'I can't'.

"So, who will drive Q's car back? Or we'll leave it here?" Fang, who had to support Tan and had to try to remove Mick from his legs, turned around and asked for opinions from those who still had some senses left.

"I'll take it, I don't bring a car." Chan said before throwing a water bottle to me who was patting Q's back.

"Oh, what about Pan's car?"

"Oh, I forgot that I came here by Pan's car."

"Alright I...I can't think... Oh I'm dizzy. You guys deal with it." I was about to offer myself to drive Pan's car, but I had to quickly shut my mouth because I suddenly remembered that I had told Phum that I couldn't drive. I'm sorry, Pan, but between your CRV and my life, I have to choose the latter. Don't be mad at me, my dear friend.

"Then..." Beer said, "I'll take Q's car."

"And your car? You didn't drive it here?"

"Oh, Phum'll take it. I'll take both Q and Mick to my house. They didn't look too bad. I should be able to take care of them. As for Pan, you guys will take care of him. Chan, ok?"

"Oh, okay, got it. Hey Pan, get up, Pan!"

"As for you two, you and your husband can go back now. Tan looks like he is going to die. He can't stop drooling."

[T/N: I guess this is when Tan is out of Peem's top 3 most handsome men]

It was Beer who suggested and everyone accepted. I laughed when I turned to look at Tan. Even though he's a lightweight, he's never been this wasted.

Damn, he must really be happy as he said. Tan is happy to have introduced his boyfriend to his friends. And his friends understand. So he said he would celebrate by taking a shower with alcohol, then he laughed like he really did, and in the end the misfortune fell on his boyfriend who had to take care of him.

"Okay, everyone goes home. Then we'll leave now."

"Hey, what about me?" Why isn't my name on the migration plan? Am I rejected again?

"Do you want to go with me? Then you can sleep at..."

"I'll give him a ride myself."

Chan was interrupted by someone who had just picked up the check. That sentence made everyone's eyes focus on Phum. Is he drunk or not?

"What? Why are you looking at me like that?" Phum swept around. Did he know what he had just said?

"Okay, then let's do it this way. Peem, you going back with Phum is good. It's probably safer than going with me. He didn't drink much. I don't know if I'll make it home before encountering a police checkpoint. Pan, Pan, get up."

No, Chan, don't leave me with the devil. I would rather face a police checkpoint. Meeting police is still less dangerous than being with Phum. Being with people like him, there was no way that my life would be safe. I tried to send him a pleading look asking for mercy but he didn't care because he was too busy moving Pan. Fang and Tan got in the car and drove away. Hell you guys don't give a rat's ass about me!