We gathered and stumbled out of the restaurant in a state of inebriation. Chan helped carry Pan's wings, who was waving his hands and talking non-stop with his own pocket. The image of the respected House Speaker was gone. As for Mick, he laid on the floor and clung to Fang's leg and recited something like calorie formula or physics formula. Beer and I had to pull him up to his feet before Fang could kick him in the head. Because just having to carry Tan, Fang was like he would explode anytime.

"Hey Q, Q, can you drive?"

The person who was asked if he could drive was sitting with his neck bent over and puking next to the wheels of his beautiful BMW. There is only one thing that makes Q's condition different from a dog is that he can raise his hand and flick it in the air as a sign that 'I can't'.

"So, who will drive Q's car back? Or we'll leave it here?" Fang, who had to support Tan and had to try to remove Mick from his legs, turned around and asked for opinions from those who still had some senses left.

"I'll take it, I don't bring a car." Chan said before throwing a water bottle to me who was patting Q's back.

"Oh, what about Pan's car?"

"Oh, I forgot that I came here by Pan's car."

"Alright I...I can't think... Oh I'm dizzy. You guys deal with it." I was about to offer myself to drive Pan's car, but I had to quickly shut my mouth because I suddenly remembered that I had told Phum that I couldn't drive. I'm sorry, Pan, but between your CRV and my life, I have to choose the latter. Don't be mad at me, my dear friend.

"Then..." Beer said, "I'll take Q's car."

"And your car? You didn't drive it here?"

"Oh, Phum'll take it. I'll take both Q and Mick to my house. They didn't look too bad. I should be able to take care of them. As for Pan, you guys will take care of him. Chan, ok?"

"Oh, okay, got it. Hey Pan, get up, Pan!"

"As for you two, you and your husband can go back now. Tan looks like he is going to die. He can't stop drooling."

[T/N: I guess this is when Tan is out of Peem's top 3 most handsome men]

It was Beer who suggested and everyone accepted. I laughed when I turned to look at Tan. Even though he's a lightweight, he's never been this wasted.

Damn, he must really be happy as he said. Tan is happy to have introduced his boyfriend to his friends. And his friends understand. So he said he would celebrate by taking a shower with alcohol, then he laughed like he really did, and in the end the misfortune fell on his boyfriend who had to take care of him.

"Okay, everyone goes home. Then we'll leave now."

"Hey, what about me?" Why isn't my name on the migration plan? Am I rejected again?

"Do you want to go with me? Then you can sleep at..."

"I'll give him a ride myself."

Chan was interrupted by someone who had just picked up the check. That sentence made everyone's eyes focus on Phum. Is he drunk or not?

"What? Why are you looking at me like that?" Phum swept around. Did he know what he had just said?

"Okay, then let's do it this way. Peem, you going back with Phum is good. It's probably safer than going with me. He didn't drink much. I don't know if I'll make it home before encountering a police checkpoint. Pan, Pan, get up."

No, Chan, don't leave me with the devil. I would rather face a police checkpoint. Meeting police is still less dangerous than being with Phum. Being with people like him, there was no way that my life would be safe. I tried to send him a pleading look asking for mercy but he didn't care because he was too busy moving Pan. Fang and Tan got in the car and drove away. Hell you guys don't give a rat's ass about me!

As for Beer, he had to face a heavy battle, carrying Mick and dragging Q to the car in a very tricky way, with me helping him find the car keys in Q's pants pocket. After saying goodbyes, Beer had to quickly pull the car away because Mick was trying to get out of the car by rolling down the window and climbing out through the small opening.

I'm tired, I'm very tired, you damn friends. No matter how drunk I am, if my friends are more drunk, I have to immediately sober up. It is the curse for the heavy drinkers that they have to take care of the light drinkers.

Looking at the situation, tonight I probably won't be able to return easily because I still have some leftovers left. As he walked away from the door, he shouted loudly that they must amend the Marriage Act to allow same-sex marriage first. Otherwise, he won't go home. When Tan and Fang have equal rights as male and female couples, he'll leave. Moreover, he threatened to pee in front of the restaurant and then go pee in the Democracy Monument. I don't know where I'll sleep tonight, home or prison?

"Pan, Pan, get up. Let's go home." I knelt down next to him and slapped his cheeks hard. Please get up before Phum comes back with his car, I'll be able to escape (him/my fate). Please help me!

"Uh um er...."

"Pan, get up, otherwise I really will leave you here."

Chan threatened, used his foot to kick him, pulled and dragged him. We tried every method to wake him up, but Pan didn't show any signs of opening his eyes. In any case, Chan and I were so embarrassed that we wished the ground would swallow us up when the people who were leaving turned to look at us and burst into laughter. Even the hawkers who were selling goods at the parking lot also stood to watch and laugh. I was so embarrassed that I wanted to leave him lying there to die.

"You won't get up? Alright! Peem, step back."

I stepped back, not understanding what Chan was going to do. It happened very quickly. Chan was kicking in the middle of Pan's back. Tomorrow he might need to make an appointment with the chiropractor. From visual diagnosis, with the force of the kick just now, if the bone wasn't broken, it would definitely be seriously bruised. But even so, he still wouldn't fall out of the door. Then Phum, who had gone to get the car, had to come back and help (he also helped me who fell back because I couldn't step back in time). But it was no good. Did you secretly weld metal to your hands, Pan?

The three of us even laughed at each other. This is what is called the power of a drunk person. When I was drunk, was I a burden to others like this? Now I was at my wits' end and could just stand and watch Pan react to the door. I really didn't know what to do with him.

[T/N: Tell him that they've just granted the marriage amendment. Tan and Fang are waiting for him to witness the moment they get their marriage certificate.]

"Pan, Pan...oh hey!"

Chan must be so tired that he didn't know what to do. So he pushed Pan's shoulder with his index finger. But dammit, just a light push then he fell off the door. Motherfuckerrrrrr!!!! When we kicked and pulled him forcefully, he didn't flinch. But when we gently nudged him, he fell off. Wow, it's really funny! My friend Pan used to say that he doesn't like violence. I didn't think that he would adhere to that principle to this extent. Oh, I have a headache. By the time we got him into the car, the three of us were exhausted. Chan waved goodbye to me and Phum and drove away.

I could only look at him with worry. But then I suddenly realized that I should be worried about myself first. Is it a good idea to try this first? Actually, Chan invited me to go with him. There are plenty of empty seats, enough for hundreds of people. If it weren't for Phum's threatening stare, I probably would have jumped in the car with Chan. So sad, I wanted to vomit.

"Can we go home now? Standing like Kuman Thong, you're blocking the way." Phum leaned against the car with his arms folded. Hey, do you think that's cool? If I were Kuman Thong, you would be the first one I curse. And I don't know whether it would be inappropriate for me to admire the enemy's luxury car at this time. Damn it! I'm going to get to sit in a Ferrari. Last time it was a Benz Sport. This time it's a fiery red Ferrari. What is your family doing? Why are you so rich?

"Someday I'm going to sew your mouth with a needle, just you wait!" I mumbled as I walked to the car.

"Phi, would you like to buy some roses for your faen?"

Before we yelled at each other, before that villain and I could get into the car, there was a little boy carrying roses and ran in and offered them to sell to Phum. I suddenly stopped and looked at Phum's face automatically, afraid that he would snap or speak badly to the child. I was about to tell the boy to run away with good intentions, but Phum suddenly raised his hand and rubbed the kid's head. I almost burst out curse words in front of the kid, 'Holy shit, I'm so drunk I'm dizzy.'

"I don't have a faen yet. But I will buy them to help you."

"Isn't that him?"

[T/N: Smart kid! 👍]

Oh my Gosh! Dammit! He was pointing at me. He saw me? Oh my gosh, what a naive kid. Seeing people getting into the car together in the middle of the night doesn't necessarily mean they're partners, because maybe they're business partners.

"Oh, no, I'm not." I smiled sheepishly and quickly waved my hand in denial because I was afraid that Phum would be angry at being mistaken for my boyfriend. But it was unexpected, today there were all the things that surprised me, Phum didn't get angry at the kid. He just smiled. Then take out a one thousand baht bill in exchange for ten wilted roses.

"So it's all here?"

"This cost only two hundred baht. Phi, I don't have enough change to give you."

"It's okay. Today I won the lottery. I'll buy them. If you sell them out, you'll be able to go home, right?"

"Yes." The little one looked at Phum for a moment before deciding to hand him the roses. He looked like he was about to cry. He also wai before accepting the money and humbly said thank.

I was deeply moved by the thing I witnessed. Why do children have to come out to work late at night to make money when they should play with friends, get a good night's sleep, eat healthy food, and get quality education. Why do some children get those things, but others don't? Why? The only question is why? Then I thought of Pan's words.

Poverty is not a personal matter. It's not fate. People are poor because someone makes them poor... systematically poor...???

Damn, I'm depressed.

[T/N: I was wrong. Just let you recite this to Pan, he would been woken up immediately.🤦‍♀️]

The kid wai to Phum one more time before running away. Even though I cannot help change your life, I pray that you will meet customers like Phum every day. But if I could ask for more than that, I would like to give him the chance to have a good life. You don't have to do this heavy and difficult work again.

"Ah!" I was too busy looking at the little boy who ran away so I didn't have time to notice that Phum walked around the car to me. He held the bunch of roses to my face, nearly poking me in the eye socket.

"What?" I'm confused.

"Roses, don't you know? Stupid."

"I know they're roses, but why do you give them to me? This is what I don't understand."

"Too lazy to go throw them in the trash. If you don't like it, I'll throw them away."

Your mouth and your hands are equally fast. Very well coordinated. Before he finished speaking, his hand made a move to throw the roses onto the ground. I rushed in and grabbed it in time.

"Hey, I want them, don't throw them away. Such a waste!" I hurriedly grabbed the flowers and held them in my hands. The devil gave his signature evil smile and walked to the driver's side.

On the way home, neither of us said a single word. We lost in our own worlds. I kept thinking, so, what kind of person is Phum? When he's with me, he's like a dog with rabies, but when he's with other people, he seems normal. Even just now, he seems kind to children. Or maybe he wasn't as bad as I thought. But he practiced with people at the gym. How can a good people would catch a living person to train with? I'm asking the real question. But that man asked Phum to practice with him first, right?And if Phum's personality isn't good, why do Tan and other guys are friends with him? It shows that his personality is probably  okay.

[T/n: That's Muay, boxing, Peem. It's a combat sport so of course he needs a training partner.]

If someone says that Tan is friends with Phum because he is rich, he comes from an upper-class family. Well, hello. I am the best evidence that can confirm that Tan and Chan don't hang out with people because they are upper-class. When Phum bought flowers from that kid, his facial expression, eyes, and gestures didn't seem like a cruel person. When he was with me, he acted cold. He was sometimes not interested in the world, sometimes annoying, sometimes scary. But it seems like he's kind and is loved by his friends. In summary, what kind of person is he? And why do I have to try to understand him? What a headache. Trying to understand a person is really a headache, especially a person who is difficult to understand like Phum.

But whatever the reason that makes me want to understand Phum more, I think it's not as important as these flowers.

The bundle of red roses in my hand was wilting but still made me smile. I can honestly admit that I was very flattered. Since birth I've never received flowers from anyone, except for the flowers that bastard Q drew for me on my birthday and the milkwood flower that my father often broke off a whole branch to tease me.

"What are you looking at?"

"Ha?"

"I asked, why are you looking at me?"

"I'm not even looking. Stop being a narcissist!" Damn it, his eyes are so sensitive. I only took one glance.

[T/N: 🤔 I think he also peeked only once.]

"Huh, You're obsessed with my handsomeness."

"Please, I'm even more nauseous. I'm going to puke in the car."

"You aren't, really?"

"You are so shameless. I thought it was just Mick. Yes you're handsome. Very handsome. The most handsome. You're the most handsome man on earth."

[T/N: 🤣🤣🤣]

Phum shrugged his shoulders with an annoyed face. I turned to look outside the car. Not allowed to look, okay. Huh, so possessive. But when I looked outside, I saw an unfamiliar road.

"Wait, where are you going? This isn't the way to my home."

"Yes, it's unfamiliar because I'm going back to my condo."

"Oh, so you stop. Stop! You bastard. If you had told me, I could have gotten off from Phrom Phong. Shit! We've come so far. Hey, Stop!" I shouted when Phum refused to stop to drop me. He kept driving so far. By the time I was able to find a car to go home, it must have been time for the monks to ask for alms.

"When did I tell you that I will let you go home"

"Ow" Life has been difficult many times today. I was dizzy. My head was slow because I was very drunk. Even more so when I saw Phum was speaking through his teeth like this. Now the ram is running slowly. The brain doesn't process it anymore.

"Don't let me go home. So where do you want me to sleep? Under a bridge?"

"My room"

OK, time to call 911.   

I was carried into the condo by Phum.

End of chapter 9 >>>>>>>>

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