Chapter 13

JANICE is not used to drinking alcohol that is why she immediately felt tipsy even though she only drank two glasses of wine. She took her phone out of her bag, then checked the call history, it was full of her mom's number. There are many unread messages as well, but she did not bother to read those. Janice has a smile on her face as she dialed Chrismith's number. "Hello?" A baritone voice greeted her. "I'm sorry, did I wake you up?" Janice asked, shy. Chrismith's forehead furrowed. He stared at the phone like he sees the person that he is talking to there. He could hear the background noises and the voice of the woman that he assumes to be drunk. "Are you okay?" He asked the lady while fixing the papers he was reading just before. He always brings those papers with him even at home. "I'm not." She denied. "Where are you?" He worriedly asked Janice as he hears the background noise in that place. "I need someone to talk to, can you come and pick me up?" He felt