Kapitel 148: Ignore The Uncertainties

Alvin was drugged, Alvin was drunk but Anya was called stupid for trying to help him and for wishing him to be alive. 

It's so unfair.

Grumpy, her voice turned cold, she gritted her teeth as she lifted her hands out of the Throw and flexed her fingers, popping some nitrogen bubbles, "I am craving to choke you to death."

Well, it made him chuckle in amusement. She was frightened to her wits, cried her eyes out when somebody pretended to kill him. Recalling everything and assuming as he was dead drunk, she wanted to strangle him. 

Hearing him laugh at her, Anya even tried to reach his neck but he held her hands, shoved inside the Throw as he wrapped her hands around herself. 

He simply stated to clear her misunderstanding, "I wasn't drunk." And he didn't know how he was unconscious.

Anya tilted her head before falling silent. Since brown iris was very common, there were just too many people they could be suspicious about.