Julian, aided by his shadow, a dark replica of himself, carefully carried Aya, Celestia, and Veronica, who were all clearly intoxicated. As he glanced over at Clarissa and Emma, he smiled and said, "You two are strong, able to drink so much without getting drunk."
Emma, full of spirit, replied eagerly, "Of course, I'm a woman who loves to drink!"
Clarissa's voice was soft but confident as she added, "I could probably have a few more drinks."
Julian looked at their faces, confident and composed, yet their bodies told another story, they were just as drunk as the others.
He carried them all into the room, gently laying each one down before dispelling his shadow.
When he placed Celestia down last, she surprised him by kissing him fiercely. The sharp scent of alcohol mixed with their passion, making the kiss even more heated.
Emma, watching, pouted like a child and said, "That's cheating! I want a turn too!"
