Elina quietly sips from the bottle of vodka, as she stares into space in the bar. Nothing seems to be getting her at the moment. She took a huge gulp of the drink. And dropped it in on the table. With a sigh. 
 &quot;Hey, I need another bottle!&quot; She yelled over the loud music. She was tipsy already, she could feel it. But she needs more drink. 
 &quot;You shouldn&quot;t bother about that.&quot;
 Someone slumped down on the next seat which was beside her.
 She wipes her eyes to look at the intruder. Glaring at the person from beneath her lashes. 
 &quot;Who the fuck are you?&quot; She screeched, standing on her feet, but staggered backward, falling back into the chair she sat on. 
 &quot;I know you

Elina woke up with a bad headache she&quot;s having such a bad hangover. She groaned, lifting her head from the bed. 
 Damn! 
 She felt like shit. 
 Argh! Standing up from the bed, she sat on her floor with her back leaning on the bed. 
 She saw a note posted on a cup. With the words written. 
 For your hangover. 
 Stretching a little, she pulled the note off the cup and stare at it. Wondering who write it. 
 Nevertheless, she took the cup and drank from it. 
 She felt a little refreshed though. Shutting her eyes. And reopened, gawp at the room she was, it was her room!<span class="Apple-convert

The hall in which the party was being held was big. It was part of Savage home. He smiled when he saw the people were coming. The party has begun. But just one person he was waiting for. The master of the party. 
 Kenzo Brennon. 
 Then he saw his father coming in. 
 &quot;Mr. Brennon! What a great honor of seeing you again. You did honor my invite.&quot; 
 &quot;Why are you here, why did you come back. You should have died.&quot; 
 &quot;Come hug me, I know you miss me. I missed you so much too. My good old friend.&quot; 
 &quot;To hell with you.&quot;
 &quot;Same with you.&quot; 
 Chief Brennon forced a smile. When he saw people

Elina quietly sips from the bottle of vodka, as she stares into space in the bar. Nothing seems to be getting her at the moment. She took a huge gulp of the drink. And dropped it in on the table. With a sigh. 
 &quot;Hey, I need another bottle!&quot; She yelled over the loud music. She was tipsy already, she could feel it. But she needs more drink. 
 &quot;You shouldn&quot;t bother about that.&quot;
 Someone slumped down on the next seat which was beside her.
 She wipes her eyes to look at the intruder. Glaring at the person from beneath her lashes. 
 &quot;Who the fuck are you?&quot; She screeched, standing on her feet, but staggered backward, falling back into the chair she sat on. 
 &quot;I know you&quot;ll be here.&quot; She yanked the bottle from her hands.<span class="Apple-converted-space"

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