C1649 Drunk

We drank a few more drinks, and Coco's face grew even redder, as if she were drunk.

"You're still unhappy, aren't you?" Coco looked at me.

"Why not?" "No," I said.

"Because I'm not going to tell you what I'm doing," he said.

I didn't say anything and lit a cigarette.

"Me too." Coco said.

I handed the pack to Coco, who took one out herself, lit it skillfully, and took a sip.

"Actually