Her steps were uneasy, they were clumsy and she keeps stumbling every other step as she continues to walk besides the other. It's a mixture between tiredness and the amount of alcohol that clouds her mind but nonetheless she can muster up every strength she has in order to head back to a place temporarily called home. So she leads or tries to, mumbling her address into the male's ears as if they were good friends but tonight was the first time they've met one another.
She's going to regret it in the morning, there's a tiny part of her -- her sober self that's screaming it out to her but she isn't exactly listening. Her arm is resting over his shoulders, heels providing a lending hand due to the height difference they have between one another. He's probably regretting this, being a lending hand for the woman who's messily clinging onto his side but he didn't exactly want to leave her behind a place where there's groups of men wanting women to fulfill their desires."Let's get you to bed." He said, his voice rather soft spoken and it came out hesitantly due to how unsure he was if Naeun was still listening to him by then or not. Nonetheless, he still guides her down the hallway to her room.
She's slowly falling onto the mattress, enveloping her petite frame in the warmth of the sheets she adores to wrap herself into. Her eyes were forced shut by then, waving her hand out lazily to the latter regardless of him seeing it or not. The brunette's going to feel it, the pain of the head aching and the stomach forming into little knots at how uneasy she was going to feel in the morning or late afternoon. There's a faint smile that was forced upon her lips by then, peeking over at him tiredly. "Thanks again." Naeun says it once more, out of the chain of sincere thank you's she repeated during the way of getting her back home. He'll part ways by then, excusing himself out of the door when he's sure that she's resting properly instead of pretending to fall asleep.
She doesn't know if they'll meet again, or even speak after this. Either way if possible, he can always drop by a simple greeting through a text message and the same goes for herself too.