Drake's POV
"I'm going home now, bro. The maid just called me to go home, mom is searching for me" Julian said and tapped my shoulder. He's sad but he tried to smile.
I know the reason why, and I just nod at him before saying, "Okay, bro. I understand and you need to clean and change. That posture, you look like a garbage men" he chuckled at what I said.
"Yeah, let's meet some other time" he said. I just smiled foolishly before turning my back too and head home. While he separate ways and went home too.
"Where did you go? The guard informed us of you being drunk! The kitchen was a messed too! What's gotten into your mind?" again, gramps rants welcomed me by the time I entered the house. I'm too exhausted towards the things they planted on to my shoulders. Also being added to what I ju
