Chapter 292: Hallucinating
Adam was drunk. He knew it as he walked towards his room. And he cursed because of it. Damn it. He hadn’t meant to drink that much-just a couple of glasses to celebrate the deal-but somehow, he had ended up sloshed. His head spun, his legs dragged like dead weight, and he could barely see straight, let alone walk in a straight line. Every step toward his room felt exaggerated, heavier than the last. He muttered a string of curses under his breath, stumbling into the wall, catching himself just in time.
"When the hell did I become such a mess?" he growled, clutching the edge of a side table to steady himself. He used to hold his drink like a champ. Now he was reduced to this-wobbling down a hallway like some washed-up wreck with zero control. His throat was dry, his vision swimming. He needed to lie down, just for a minute. And then he’d call Melanie. He missed her... so much.
He smiled when he thought of her and grinned. She would not be happy seeing him like this.
When he finally reached his suite and shoved the door open, a frown settled on his face almost immediately.
There were people inside. Why were there people inside? He tried to shake himself from his stupor, but, yep. There they were.
Four of them.
Two Melanies and two Adirs.
All staring at him with wide shocked eyes.
Adam blinked hard. Then again. The figures didn’t waver just continued to stare at him, "Great," he muttered, dragging a hand down his face. "Now I’m hallucinating my own damn family because I am missing them so much."
He leaned his shoulder against the doorframe, trying to keep himself upright as he squinted at the room. "Fantastic. I get drunk once and my brain decides to throw in bonus versions of the people I want to hurry back to. Good job, Adam."
Inside the suite, Adir’s eyes went wide. "What is he doing here early? He was not supposed to be here yet, right?"