"I can't Last much Longer."

Tyrone suggested, “Let's find you a seat."

“I'LL pass." Sabrina attempted to slip her hand away from his grip, but he held her firmly.

Tyrone, noticing the need for a quick exit, told the surrounding guests, "Excuse us."

Reaching the couch, Sabrina took a seat. She gestured towards Tyrone remarking, “Alright, I‘m settled. You can head off."