Nicole's cheeks were almost red from coughing. It was all because of her nervousness when her boss suddenly approached and spoke to her. Without a second thought, she grabbed what he was handing her, thinking it was beer—only to realize too late that it was a strong alcoholic drink.
"Come on, Lorenzo, it's just a beer," he said, sounding annoyed.
Nicole almost wanted to smack him on the head and yell, "Just a beer? I nearly died from the bitterness it's too strong !" But, of course, she couldn't. First, he was her boss, and she was merely his assistant—they were just colleagues, not even friends. Second, it was entirely her fault.
She had willingly taken the drink he offered, and he hadn’t even forced her to drink it.
"I-it's so strong," Nicole stammered, struggling to get the words ou
