Sebastian's POV:

I decided to redirect my attention to anything else because I wanted to spend a reasonable time gazing at the other table.
A period of time passed before the beverages that we had ordered arrived. Two buckets of Smirnoff are available for your use. Specifically, it is designed for youth. Even though I don't drink very frequently, I don't get drunk very frequently. I am the one who is constantly there behind each of us.

"You bought this item for the children," the speaker said. Is there not even a single hard drink that may be purchased? When it came to it, I questioned them.

It is hard for me to accept that you are self-centered, Adahlia! After some time, I had no idea what would occur when we took out the tequila. "You are used to drinking on the corner, but you have not yet traveled internationally," Wilma said as she smiled at you. "You have not yet crossed international borders."

Irrespective of whether or not they are brands worldwide, each of those wines is virtually the same. While opening my Smirnoff, I made the following statement: "They simply have different percentages of alcohol, which results in different effects."

After the first two buckets were depleted, the third one was handed over to me. It was a huge shock to me when a black label was served to our table since I had not yet achieved the requisite level of perfection to serve it. Not only am I familiar with this wine, but I also know that it is rather pricey. We could not get something similar since we need financial assistance to do so. I even questioned the availability of a gin round since it was so out of the norm that I couldn't believe it.

"From where did that originate?" In response to my inquiry, the waitress said, "We do not order anything similar."

Please offer it to the table opposite your seat, ma'am. I was only required to pass it over to you, for all intents and purposes. She stated, "It was given to you by Sir Sebastian, the handsome man in the middle of them, wearing a navy blue suit." This was said as the waitress was leaving the establishment.

The moment I switched my focus to the other table, Sebastian gave a wink toward that table. Without a doubt, I was ecstatic with the situation. It is a well-known fact that I did not take Kiboy seriously when I was younger. Moreover, I need help with how we are connected. Something that I enjoy is the fact that I am now involved in a romantic partnership. It is a terrifying prospect for me to approach old age by myself.

Before I started drinking, all I did was shake my head and pour some black label into my glass. That was all I went through before I started drinking. Not only do I feel that cheating is unethical, but I also believe that I am guilty of it. A feeling of numbness started to spread across my face.

During the first time that I had a shiver, it was when our friends' applause spread around the room. You will be thrilled with the flavor of the wine since, much like a relationship, the flavor will get more bitter as time goes on. The wine makes you feel warm, and you will be delighted with the flavor.

Good morning, ladies. Can I join you?

As I looked up, I realized that a man was standing in front of us who was really gorgeous. Because he possesses blue eyes, he gives off the impression of a prince. Sebastian, who was standing there behind him, handed this black label to us. After biting this black label, I was immediately impressed by its ferocity. On every occasion when I am intoxicated, his acts are to blame.

Take a seat if you don't mind going! Only the two of us are here; there is no one else in the vicinity. Hello, Wilma, and I would like to invite these handsome guys to have a seat.

Every single one of them is a friend who will do their best to help us discover someone willing to work with us. While Sebastian was standing next to me, I couldn't help but laugh out loud. I can recognize the grin on his face.

Taking Sebastian's point of view:

"Hey dudes, I'll bet my car if Sebastian doesn't flirt today!" With a smirk on his face, Jay delivered the words.

This is not flirting; it is just foolish. This is not flirting. My sweetheart, I will put anything I have in Venice. In continuation, Mario proceeded with a sneer on his face and said, "Fucking and bet it on."

I couldn't help but chuckle at the ridiculousness of their conduct. It is not something I would like to do to hang out with girls because the majority of them are flirting. At some point, they will inquire whether I am permitted to bang them, but until they do so, I will merely flirt with them. To protect the girl whom I will spend the rest of my life with, I have resolved to refrain from engaging in sexual relations with anyone else. I will not have any other sexual relationships. You might call me traditional. In addition, I respect women who have a sense of humor, the kind that my mother possesses.

Please, brother, show them what you have in your possession. It is your aim to give me Brother Mario's yacht as a Christmas present," Piolo muttered. "It is your purpose to give me the yacht."

I muttered, "There's no need to worry," I said with a smile on my face.

As I stood there looking at the door of this place, I heard my friends whistling, and I looked up to see what was happening. I couldn't help but look at the woman in the middle of the room. Her attractiveness is remarkable. The type of girlfriend I aspire to have is a woman with dark hair who exudes simplicity and humility. In addition to the fact that he is attractive, he also bears a great deal of influence over the models that appear on television.

"What the hell, those are going to be really stunning! Marco suggested that we go and inquire about their phone numbers.

"That one in the red dress is mine," Mario was heard to say.

"Mario, you get the point. I am the owner of her. He is exactly who I am," I stated as I drank wine.

Mario's mouth dropped, and Jay's dove in as well. The fact that Piolo will receive Mario's yacht is a great joy for Mario. He had been desiring the yacht for a very long time.

Man, you appear to be wind-blown. Jay made fun of me by saying, "I thought you were gay."

"Even if Sebastian is gay, we still love you, man!" remarked Marco.

A cursory examination of the women's behavior was all I did. A woman dressed in a red outfit was also visible to me.

A little while later, I requested that they call out my name while I brought wine to their table. He drew my attention to himself. After such a long period, this is the very first time.

As soon as we saw they were correct, we moved some distance away and went to their table. Not to take advantage of them but rather to safeguard them. How other people, including myself, perceive us is inaccurate.

One of the girls in the red outfit was standing next to me. There is a gleam in his eyes that I can see.

Hello, my name is Sebastian. Can you tell me your name? I inquired about her.

With a smile, he said, "Adahlia, Adahlia Mae, conception it is," and we shook hands before continuing.

This man's hands were very kind. Additionally, he has a scent that is reminiscent of a lady. When viewed up close, she is even more stunning.

"Wanna dance?" When I asked him, I extended my hand to him.

He reacted with a joyful "Oh sure!" and graciously accepted my hand.