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When Anurak got to his room hours after midnight, he was too dazed and tired to do anything. Walking to his room was a chore on its own. So, he simply sat on the floor with his back resting on the frame of the bed. He placed a bottle of vodka by the side and opened the second one. He gradually started drinking until he passed out.
That was exactly how Lek and Bee found him. Wearing an oversized white shirt that literally swallowed his tiny body up, including his hands. There was an almost empty bottle of vodka clasped between his two hands, in between his spread-out legs. His chin was touching his chest and a soft purr was coming from his slightly parted lips. How he managed not to drool was beyond Bee, who was completely flabbergasted.
At least, the bed is still clean, she sighed inwardly as she watched Lek approaching him.
"Anurak."