I move to my room half drunk.

Andrew is at my doorstep!.

"Get out of my sight, Andrew. What the hell do you want from me?."

I yell at him.

He doesn't answer. I punch him continuously. But it seems not to move him.

"Stop it!."

He clenches my hands and shifts me, with my hands tied on his chest.

"You are going back tomorrow, yet you didn't bother to notify me!."

He speaks closer to my face

I give him a silly gaze.

"Why should I. After all, you are the owner's son. You know all!."

I whisper

"Whatever!. Let's make this night memorable!."

He says boldly with blinking...