Chapter 28

"Drink more, my friend; the alcohol won't end at all," Arwin said while offering more alcohol to Tom.

Tom had a few hiccups before he said, "Rooy, my goood frieennd! I cannot handdle annymoore, and I stillll haveee threee beauties thhaaat I need to saatisfy." His tone was half gibberish, and he was really drunk that the girls had to hold on to him that he could walk up the stairs without falling down. He did not even notice that he was calling his best friend 'Raymond' Roy.

Tom was so wasted. However, the regulars at the bar looked at Arwin like she is some god of alcohol or drunkards. They were all thinking how it was possible for Arwin to be still standing as if nothing happened when the two that had drinks with her already passed out.

Including Drunk Eric!

They had watched the small, frail man drinking already over twenty glasses of ale, and he didn't seem to be drunk at all. Arwin was just humming happily and not showing any signs of stopping from