Major Ron woke up the next morning in his comfortable bed, feeling completely refreshed and let out a yawn as he sat up.
While rubbing his eyes and intending to wash up, he put on his coat and stepped out of the bedroom, only to be shocked.
"How did you get yourself into this state!"
Major Ron stared in astonishment at Colonel Fraser, who was sitting in the living room chair.
The man was tipsy, with a half-empty bottle of alcohol beside him, his properly dressed coat thrown on the floor, his expensive shoes scattered about, and his costly shirt stained with alcohol.
This was a disgraceful appearance that should never be seen on the heir of the Cape Family, yet it had happened.
"Hey! Did I miss any exciting drama last night?"
Ron hurriedly went over to check on him and then realized that Fraser wasn't really drunk, or rather, he hadn't drunk much; there was still more than half of the bottle left, so at most the guy had only had a few drinks.
