"It was good, isn't it Dylan?" Lena whispered as she looked out, on moving landscape of city as Dylan drove through roads.
"What's good? " he asked, wanting her to open up.
"Being Drunk? " Lena said.
"Do you think Lena that to open up with me you have to get drunk? " Dylan said remembering how he has to coax her to stop drinking wine and giving warned looks to Stanley who keep pouring wine.
Lena remains silent.
"You are cruel to me Dylan .. You don't let me drink.. " Lena pouts.
A deep chuckle slowly left his chest.
"You are being cute Lens... You know why I don't want you to get drunk." He remembers the last time he had let her get drunk and Lena hides away in some stranger group, being all cute. To his luck, the group was of gentlemen otherwise he can't imagine what have had happened.
He parked the car and take out his phone to show her what had happened than.
Lena watched the video, refusing to acknowledge that it was her doing.
