“I...1I can't drink anymore."

“You don't want to drink anymore? Then let's find another way to enjoy ourselves," the man proposed, setting down his glass and preparing to whisk her away.

His companions egged him on, clearly anticipating the pair’s carnal escapades.

Rosalynn hesitated, uncertain if she should intervene.

Such liaisons were hardly unheard of in their world.

Would her meddling disrupt Valeria's plans?

After a moment's deliberation, Rosalynn resolved to leave them be.

Valeria stumbled from the room, supported by the man.

“Let me go. I...I want to go home."

Valeria strained to free herself from his grasp. jery well, I'll accompany you," the man said as he held her tightly.

I don't need your company. Hannah, take me home."

Valeria's words were slurred from inebriation, but her resolve was clear.

“Let me take you home.“ The man leered, his hand grazing her back.

“Don't touch me! Where's Hannah?"

“Hannah's gone. Just do as I say."

Ignoring Valeria's protests, the man tightened his grip and steered her toward the elevator.

“Release her," Rosalynn demanded, blocking the man's path.

It was evident Valeria didn't wish to leave with him, and Rosalynn resolved to help her.

“Who are you? Get Lost!" The man glared at Rosalynn impatiently.

Rosalynn took a step closer to Valeria.

"Do you truly wish to leave with him?"

She needed to ensure Valeria's intentions before proceeding.