Lilith received a call from Ben.

She had finished showering and was laying in her bed, scrolling through videos. When Ben's name popped up on the screen, she immediately jumped up.

She answered the call and heard Ben stuttering, "Lilith... I... I am drunk... Can... Can you... come pick me up?"

He even burped after asking the question.

Lilith felt like she could already smell the alcohol even through the call.

"It's so cold out there. I'm not picking you up!" She rejected his request without hesitation but felt slightly guilty after that and added, "You can just find a hotel nearby to stay the night! Why bother coming back here this late at night? There's no point."

Ben's heart sank at her affectionless reply.

"Aren't you drinking with my brother? What about him? Is he drunk as well?" she asked when Ben did not reply.

Ben sighed. "Your brother wants to take me back to his place, but his leg has just recovered. I am over a hundred pounds; how can I lean on him?"

"Then walk on yo