"You…" Nicole was flabbergasted as she stared at the staggering man before her.
It was Raymond.
How and when did he come to her house?? And he was standing drunk on her porch.
"Nicole…" he whispered. This was so unlike Raymond. Nicole frowned deeply before stepping aside, she placed a hand behind him to assist him into the room.
Raymond placed his left hand around her neck, Nicole assisted in carrying him to the next couch before closing her front door.
She ran her hand across her hair as she stared down at Raymond who had slumped over the couch. His sleeve was undone, a few buttons were missing, and his hair was wet.
His legs were on the floor while half of his body was on the couch. His eyes were shut as he kept mumbling some words.
Nicole entered the kitchen and came out with a bowl and napkin. She painstakingly cleaned his face and it was difficult because Raymond was completely knocked out.
