After keeping the bags in Ozi's room, Ozi and Evan went downstairs for a drink. They went to the living room. There was a woman drinking there. She wore a beautiful red cut-out dress; her curves in the front were not less than Amelia's. She had white skin and short hair. She looked like she was in her twenties, but she was actually quite aged. She was Ozi's mom.
Seeing the two of them about to take the bottle upstairs from the refrigerator, she said with a dazed expression — she was already slightly drunk — "Ozi, come here and drink with Mommy."
Ozi replied, "Hela, Evan is also there. We'll go upstairs and drink in my room."
Hela was the name of his mom. He was used to calling her by name. She was a single mom and doted on Ozi very much.
Hela replied, "Come on, boy, I'm also inviting Evan. Evan, will you reject me?"
Ozi leaned toward Evan's ear. "Evan, say no. She cannot be controlled after she's drunk. It'll trouble you."
Evan was in a tight position seeing Hela's fierce gaze. He didn't dare to refuse her. He whispered in a low voice, "Ozi, I don't mind it. See your mom's fierce gaze — she'll beat the shit out of me if I say no."
Seeing them whispering, her gaze became fiercer. "Boy, what are you whispering there?"
Evan and Ozi had no choice but to go along with her.
She was drinking whiskey. Seeing them sit, she first poured a glass of whiskey and handed it to Evan with a smile. "Here, to our precious guest."
Evan took the glass. "Thanks, Aunt Hela."
She also poured a glass of whiskey for Ozi. She held the glass in front of her and said loudly, "Cheers, to nerdy Ozi!"
Ozi was embarrassed hearing his mom teasing him, but he toasted her regardless. Evan tried to control his laughter as he also toasted her.
As soon as the glasses clinked, she gulped the whole glass in one go. Evan stared at her sexy figure as she drank. She didn't look like Ozi's mom one bit. She looked like a party girl in her twenties.
Evan checked his glass. It was filled to the brim. He wasn't much of a light drinker, but even he couldn't drink the full glass in one go. Evan barely finished his glass after a few breaths. Ozi was still struggling with his drink.
She poured Evan a second glass as she complimented him, "You're quite a drinker, aren't you, Evan?"
Hearing a compliment from Hela, he blushed, but unlike before, he stared at her as he said, "Thanks for the compliment, Aunt Hela."
She noticed something weird. "Evan, you're not blushing and turning your head down like before," she giggled.
Evan had been close to Ozi since middle school. It wasn't his first time in this house, so Hela knew how shy Evan could be. But today, he was giving off a completely different vibe.
She stood up as she poured her drink. "For Evan manning up!" she toasted loudly.
Ozi hadn't finished his old drink yet, but he also raised his glass — he wanted to tease Evan.
Evan also stood up to toast, although he was very embarrassed. He didn't want to continue his awkward behavior like before.
Seeing Evan get up and clink glasses with them, Hela winked at him as she started gulping the second glass.
Evan was extremely flustered by her seductive wink; he gulped before blushing, his cheeks fully red. He drank that glass of whiskey at the same pace as her, trying to hide his blushing.
He finished the glass this time. He saw Hela — she was spilling alcohol on her red dress. Her dress was already tight, and he could see her chest, but seeing the whiskey dripping down toward her, he felt himself heating up. Soon, the blouse over her chest got wet from the whiskey. Evan could see her big breasts.
Evan, trying to control himself, could only think of one method — to get drunk and sleep. He poured himself another glass and started drinking aggressively.
He finished two to three more glasses. Ozi was only on his third glass. Unlike his mom, Ozi was a very light drinker. He was already totally drunk. He told Evan, "Evan, if you're finished, come to my room to sleep or use the room beside mine, okay?"
Evan lifted his glass as he said, "Okay, Ozi."
Ozi then said, "Good night, Mom. I have to go to sleep."
As he said that, he went toward his room. Now only Hela and Evan remained. Evan wanted to follow Ozi and go upstairs to sleep, but he was quite drunk. His head was spinning aggressively. Although he was not a light drinker, it was the first time he had drunk so much. He decided to sit for a while before going upstairs. They had only decided to drink a bottle of beer, but now. He had drunk almost half the bottle of whisky
Hela was already quite dazed from drinking so much, but she poured another drink and spilled some of the whiskey on the table.
She smiled at him. "Evan, saying you're a good drinker is underestimating you, boy."