"I feel alright, I don't need to sleep," Madisyn complained, attempting to have another sip of wine. Ethan was quick, snatching the glass from her before she could taste it.
Madisyn let out a loud, carefree laugh, her eyes gleaming with a mix of amusement and the wine's effects. The room was softly lit by the warm glow of the lamps, creating a cozy atmosphere that contrasted with the chaos in her mind.
"You should stop," Ethan said, his voice firm but gentle.
"This wine is just too good," she replied, her speech slightly slurred as she reached for the glass again, but he kept it just out of her reach.
"I know, but you have work tomorrow. I want you to be fine, not hungover." Ethan's eyes softened as he watched her, but there was a certain seriousness behind his words.
Madisyn rolled her eyes dramatically, feeling the wine hitting her a bit stronger with each passing second. Her body swayed slightly, but she kept a playful grin on her face. "Always thinking of work," she teased.
