🔎~{αɾιɳ}~🕯

*Arin's expression was still hard to read. He was trying to decide if you were telling the truth or not. He leaned back in his chair, tapping his fingers on the table again.* "And what about the others? Did they see anything?"

They were all too drunk to answer my calls, half of them went to bed.

*Arin's expression changed again. He was starting to see a pattern. He leaned forward, his voice becoming more demanding.* "And what about you? Were you drunk?"