Chapitre 121: Chapter 121: Werewolves Are Real

The time had fled too fast, the cold breeze brought goosebumps to the young men who stayed at the rooftop alone while the girls went to their perspective rooms and took a long, peaceful rest.

There were empty bottles and cans that scattered throughout the small table made up of steel. The celebrant was hardly drunk as he insisted while his cold companion was slightly conscious and willful.

"Huh, I can't imagine we are in the same place, drinking dozens of beer like best friends usually do." said Roy.

He then looked at the young man before him, chuckled bitterly and put the bottle of beer to the table. He crossed his legs, and looked at his eyes for a second.

He knew what he meant to say but still, he could feel the tiredness, numbness in his body as he arrived at the hotel, he hasn't had enough time to take a nap after all that happened.