He nodded and answered, "Yes, but medicine is still a drug nonetheless. It's more or less harmful."
"It's okay. Please send it to me later."
I left the washroom and returned to the private room. Austin had picked a few songs on the large screen to sing along. When he saw me returning, he narrowed his eyes at me and mocked, "What happened? Can't you even handle one glass?"
I ignored him and glanced at the table. Apart from the one that I had drunk, all the other glasses remained unmoved on the table as before.
Hendrix and Andrea sat close next to each other. She said something to him and he nodded slightly.
When his gaze landed on me, his eyes darkened and he looked away indifferently.
My heart sank. I walked to the table and said to Austin, "I hope you won't go back on
