Nancy Hughes groggily opened her eyes and waved her hand dismissively. "Wait, let me rest for a bit, then we can continue!"
She was clearly still drunk, completely unable to recognize who was in front of her.
"Nancy, it's Georgia Thorne. I'm here to take you home!"
"Georgia! What are you doing here? Are you here to drink with me? But you're such a good drinker, I can't keep up with you!"
Georgia: "Er..."
She couldn't help but roll her eyes. 'You really can't reason with a drunk.'
Grabbing Nancy Hughes's sleeve, she looked at the coworker beside her. "Could you help me get her up?"
The female coworker helped pull Nancy Hughes up, and Georgia Thorne supported her by the shoulders. "Wake up, don't fall asleep. It's time to go home."
Nancy Hughes, half her face buried in Georgia Thorne's shoulder, suddenly lifted her head, her eyes wide with surprise. "Georgia, what are you doing here!"
"Er..."
