Breakfast

When he arrived downstairs, David instantly showed a strange expression because of what he saw.

On the floor of the nightclub, quite a number of people were lying helplessly, as if they had no life left.

Last night, they were dancing like they were possessed by demons. Now perhaps those demons had gone with their souls.

The security tried to wake them up, and some of them were immediately dragged out of there.

"Ohh, David, do you want to go home now?" David suddenly heard Owen's voice from beside him.

The man approached him with a faint smile, even directly calling his name without an extra word.

"I have to go to college," David replied.

Hearing that, Owen glanced at his watch.

"It might take some more time, don't you want to have breakfast first? I happen to be looking for a restaurant, how about we look for a restaurant together?" he asked.