"Stacy, what are you doing?" Xander stood in front of Rosalie with a dark expression.

The wasted Stacy was not in a rational state of mind. Now that Xander was protective of Rosalie, the ire in her flared up.

"Get out of my way, Xander. It's none of your business…" Stacy's voice was still gentle when she confronted him. She even attempted to force herself to smile.

His brows knitted together. "Stacy, people are watching, so watch your actions. If you're drunk, you should get home early."

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