Chapter 59: Mean, Plan, Perth, Saint

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This is a continuation of chapter 53 and 58

Mean's POV

I gently rubbed Plan's back up and down and waited for Plan's sobs to subside. I crouched beside him against the wall at the turn of the corridor.

I ignored the stares of the passersby who were either on their way to the main lobby to catch the live band's performance, or were on their way out of the main lobby. Perhaps those who had walked out of the main lobby were just checking out what the live band had to offer and were not interested in their oldies songs.

When Plan finally calmed down, I helped him to his feet. He clung to me, digging his face into my chest. I held him gently, wishing for the moment to last longer but after a while he raised his head and said, "You go ahead, I'm stopping at the bar for a while before I head to the dining hall."

I grabbed his wrist.

"You're not drinking any more alcohol," I said firmly

"You're not my dad," he complained with a pout, "don't tell me what or what not to do."

"Plan," I said, almost in a begging tone of voice, "believe me, you don't wanna be nursing a hangover. Besides, if you get drunk, you won't be able to eat any dinner and your hangover the next day will be the worst ever. Listen and learn from me because I've been there!"

I did not want to tell him all about my own heartaches because I needed to focus on dissuading him from going to the bar to drink himself half blind.

"Come on, let's head over to the dining hall now," I said, holding on firmly to his wrist, "it's about to open any time now."

I dragged him, still protesting, to the foyer and pressed the service button for the elevator with my other hand, not wanting to let go of him with the other.

In less than a minute, the elevator door opened.

I held Plan back. There were two guys inside, engaged in a passionate kiss.

 There were two guys inside, engaged in a passionate kiss

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They broke apart hastily when they saw us about to walk in.

Either Plan didn't see what I saw or he just didn't care because he just walked right ahead inside, not looking at the two, whereas I could not resist taking a quick glance at them.

Somehow I could read Plan's mind. I remembered that the dining hall served wine and other alcoholic beverages as well. But, no, I wasn't going to let him drink any more wine.

I turned to him and whispered, "Don't drink any more alcohol at dinner. Just have some orange juice or water with your dinner. Let's hope that tonight's dinner will be good."

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