Anything For Her

She Is Drunk

“Are you happy?”

“Of course I am! Why won’t I be? I’m going to sing until I’m old and wrinkly. I wonder if people will still like us then.”

“I’m sure they will. By then, your fans will be graying and toothless too.” As long as it’s their passion, they can

continue singing forever.

“I feel so lucky to be able to stand on the stage. Sophic, it’s such a pity you can’t be with us there,” Sunny said, his

voice tinged with regret.

“Aren’t I with you all now? By the way, I’ve written a song recently. I’ll send it to you guys later.” Once in a while,

Sophie would still write songs.

“Send it to us now! I want to listen to it right away!” Sophie’s creations were never disappointing, for she was a

talented individual.

Alas, she did not like the entertainment industry.

“Let’s have dinner first. Go and take your showers. I’ll be waiting outside,” Sophie urged, wondering if they had

forgotten about the dinner.

“Sure thing!”

The five men took noticeably shorter showers, so they emerged from the bathroom at the same time as Ysabelle.

“What are we having?” It was a genuine question from Sunny. He would insist that being a drummer was a tiring

job.

“Meat!” Ysabelle chimed in. She had worked up a sweat that day, and she really missed the flavor of meat after a

long while of not eating it.

Ysabelle and Sunny gave each other a high-five.

“Great minds think alike. I want meat, and I only want meat.”

The group of seven came to a barbecue restaurant. After taking their seats, they ordered plenty of meat. They

were not worried that they would not be able to finish everything, for the majority of the group was

men.

The second the meat was grilled, Sunny took a piece and shoved it into his mouth. A look of contentment appeared

on his face almost immediately.

“Is it good?” Ysabelle asked.

Sunny promptly gave her a piece of meat.

“This slice is the best. Have this. You look like you’ve lost weight,” Sunny said, worried that she would reject the slice

of meat.

“Hey, that’s enough! I know I’ve gained weight recently. She knew it ever since the wedding photo shoot. “So, are

you going to eat it or not?” Sunny huffed in exasperation. If you’re going to come out for dinner, stop

thinking about weight gain and whatnot! Just focus on the food!

“Of course I am! Why won’t I? I’ll just go on a diet tomorrow. Sophie, will TS Entertainment fire me if I get fat?” No

entertainment companies will want a fat singer, right?

“No. You’re a singer, not an actress. It’s fine as long as you maintain your vocal cords,” Sophie replied. “But if you

gain too much weight, I’m worried Felix might not want you.”

The young woman obviously missed Felix, and that was why she had been so hardworking. And yet, she did not

know about it. Sophie felt bad for her.

“Felix has nothing to do with me! We’ve already broken up, so don’t talk about him around me anymore. I don’t

want to hear his name.” Even though Ysabelle was not going to start a fight with Sophie over the matter, she

genuinely did not want to hear his name.

Every time she heard his name, her heart would ache.

How could he just go to Fandar? What do I do if he gets hurt? That man never considers my feelings.

Sure enough, the very thought of the annoying man made Ysabelle devour her food in a frenzy manner. She was

close to catching up with Sunny at that point.

Mark gave a slice of meat to Sophie.

“Eat up. I haven’t seen you eat much.”

“Thanks.” Sophie knew that Mark had yet to give up on her.

Maybe he’ll only forget about me when his true love comes along. But at the same time, I really don’t want to lose

him as a friend.

Sophie started digging in. Having beer with the meat slices reminded her of the time in Horington.

In the middle of dinner, Sophie played the new song she had composed.

“Do tell if you like it or not.”

The six of them began focusing on the song. At the end of it, the eyes of the members of The Wheelers were a little

moist.

They felt as if the song had made them travel back to the time when they were in Horington. Even though life in

Horington had been tough, they had been merrily making music together.

Ysabelle was jealous to see their nostalgic expressions. After all, it was hard to come across good friends who had

the same goal during the toughest times.

“Sophie, I love this piece. This is going to be another banger for The Wheelers.” Mark was thrilled. Sophie knew

them too well.

But, of course. She used to be one of The Wheelers too. She had been by their side during the most challenging

times, so how could she not know them well?

“I’m glad you like it.”

She had certain sentiments toward The Wheelers, and that was why she made that song

“This isn’t fair, Sophie! Shouldn’t you make a song for me too?” Ysabelle whined. She was a little drunk. “You can’t

be so unfair.”

“All right, I’ll compose one for you in a few days. I’ll write about the feelings you have recently.” Sophie joked.

“About a girl’s feelings after breaking up.”

“That’s too mean, Sophie!” Ysabelle gave her sad-looking eyes. “How could you joke about this despite knowing

how bad I feel now?”

“Okay, once I’m done settling the matters here, I’ll go to Fandar with you to look for Felix. How about that?”

She knew that Ysabelle was worried about Felix.

Felix had been there for far too long.

Tristan was worried that Felix would not be able to deal with the things at Fandar alone, but the two of them had

been too busy recently, so they had to postpone their plan.

“Who’s going to look for him? I’m not going to do that. He doesn’t even miss me, so why should I miss him?” Even

though she was the one who had suggested the breakup, he had agreed to it without hesitation.

“All right, I’m the one who misses Felix.”

After dinner, they left the restaurant. No one realized that a paparazzo was sneakily taking photos of them. The

Wheelers was currently the most popular rock band, after all.

The paparazzo had secured his bonus for the month with those photos. The very thought of the cash made the

paparazzo beam.

Mark and the rest had drunk alcohol, so after they came out of the restaurant, they put on face masks and went to

hail a cab. Meanwhile, Tristan had come to pick Sophie and Ysabelle up.

When he saw the inebriated Ysabelle, he frowned.

Isn’t she letting herself go a little too much lately? I can’t believe she’s drunk!

Sophie helped Ysabelle over, but Ysabelle could barely walk in her intoxicated state. Sophie had no choice but to

carry her to Tristan’s car.

Tristan quickly got out of the car and opened the door for her so that she could put Ysabelle in the back seat.

Ysabelle was only a little over forty kilograms, so it was not too difficult for Sophie to carry her.

“You should’ve just tossed her aside,” Tristan hissed, disappointed.