Chapter 341
I really underestimated the strength of these two bottles of whiskey. If it were another whiskey, even if I drank this much, I would still be able to walk without any problem when drunk. But now, I felt like my whole body couldn't move at all. If it hadn't been for my strong willpower at that moment, I would have fallen asleep long ago. But there was a determination in my heart telling me not to sleep, and that was Katniss. This determination in my heart kept supporting me.
If I had known that the whiskey was so strong, I wouldn't have tried to drink so much.
Right now, with my eyes closed, I was controlling myself. I had to say, even though I was drunk, I didn't feel uncomfortable. That was the characteristic of good whiskey. I felt my breathing was steady, as if I were really falling asleep, and my heartbeat was normal. It was just that my consciousness was quite clear.
I was listening carefully to the sounds outside, not daring to be careless.
The clinking of tableware in the living room soon disappeared, and then there was a sound coming from the kitchen. It seemed like Katniss had finished tidying up the table and was now washing the dishes in the kitchen.
And Nathan's footsteps were pacing back and forth in the living room. It was clear he was moving around because Nathan's footsteps were much heavier than Katniss'.
"Is Kevin okay? He looks really drunk. You should have stopped him from drinking so much." Soon, I heard Nathan's voice coming from the kitchen. Nathan's voice was soft, but loud enough for me to hear. It wasn't a private conversation, and Nathan didn't seem to be hiding anything.
But hearing this, it felt strange. It sounded like a husband complaining about his wife.
"He's fine. It's been a long time since he drank. Let him indulge a bit, consider it a break. He used to drink much more before, so I'm used to it." Katniss, who was washing dishes in the kitchen, replied with a casual tone. But when I heard it, it didn't feel right. At least there wasn't much care in her words, as if she didn't care.
But Katniss was right. She knew my drinking capacity. Drinking this much before wasn't a big deal, but the situation now was that I hadn't drunk in a long time, my tolerance had decreased, and this time it was whiskey. I was really drunk now.
"Let me clean up, you go take care of him."
Nathan replied again. Logically, this sentence showed concern for me, but at that moment, I didn't feel warmth or touched inside. The two of them were talking in the kitchen, and I felt like a stranger. I really regretted drinking so much at that moment.
"Okay."
Katniss agreed this time, and then I heard the soft footsteps approaching the room.
Since the door wasn't completely closed, there was a small gap. So when the door opened, there was only a small sound. Soon, I smelled the familiar scent of Katniss as she entered the room.
At that moment, I couldn't help but feel touched. At least Katniss was here to take care of me. But after waiting for a long time, I didn't feel Katniss touching my body, or even saying a word to me, asking if I was asleep or uncomfortable. Even a touch on my forehead. But there was none.
With my eyes closed, I wanted to open them, but for some reason, it felt like my eyelids were glued shut. I couldn't open them, and I couldn't even muster the strength to move my fingers. Although I was still conscious and relatively clear-headed, the excessive whiskey made my mouth dry. I wanted to drink water, but I found that I couldn't even make a sound. I was really drunk, as if I had been drugged. If it weren't for a determination in my heart, my brain would have been numbed as well.
Although I couldn't open my eyes, I could hear faint sounds. Katniss was definitely taking a shower at this point. She always showers before going to bed. If my hands weren't immobilized, I would have wiped the sweat off my forehead. I could feel the sweat trickling down my cheeks.
But at that moment, I noticed a detail. When Katniss entered the bathroom to shower, it seemed like there was only one sound of the door closing. Normally, when a door closes, there are two sounds - one when the latch clicks into place. But if you were to lock the door from the inside, there would be another sound. This time, I was sure there was only one sound.
Now that the sound of water was coming from the bathroom, it meant Katniss had started showering. But she didn't lock the door. Was she trying to entice Nathan? Or maybe not, as locking the door might hurt Nathan's pride.
The kitchen was still making noise, but as the sound of running water started, the noise from the kitchen disappeared.
Had Nathan finished cleaning up? Or had he lost interest in cleaning the kitchen? I listened carefully, focusing my hearing to the maximum. I heard a faint sound of footsteps, which undoubtedly belonged to Nathan.
Had Nathan noticed that Katniss hadn't locked the door, and was he now ready to comply with her wishes?
The footsteps were getting closer, and my heart couldn't help but race.
But the footsteps didn't stop. They continued until they reached my room. The door opened, and I smelled a mix of smoke and alcohol, Nathan's unique scent getting closer to me.
"Kevin, Kevin, are you asleep?"
Nathan's voice rang in my ears. Was Nathan trying to test if I was really asleep? If I was, would he have the courage to enter the bathroom?
"Kevin, do you feel like throwing up? Are you asleep?"
I felt Nathan's hand touch my forehead, and I could clearly feel the calluses on his hand.
Seemingly confirming that I was asleep, I heard Nathan sigh. Then I heard the footsteps again, but this time they were moving away from me. Soon, the door opened and closed again, this time firmly latching shut. With the door as a barrier, my hearing diminished, and I had to control my heartbeat and breathing, listening carefully.
After about a dozen seconds, I heard the sounds of the door opening and closing again. But with the door blocking the sound, I couldn't determine if it was the bathroom door or Nathan's bedroom door that was being opened and closed.
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