Chapter 63 Drunk

• *Thirty minutes ago*
• Justin's eyes moved from Will who sat staring at his palm in confusion to the empty glass cup set in front of him. His brows squeezed up unsure as he wondered if he had said too much by saying they should get knocked out, Will had just had his eighth shot of the bar's strongest drink, and he'd been talking non-stop with no clear destination.
• "Justin, look," Will said with a blink and Justin's gaze shifted to Will who brought his hand closer "What's wrong?"