It would have been nigh impossible for her to carry her mother to the guest room.
And she didn’t really bother. Instead she would wound up cleaning up a little bit in the living room, the dishes in the sink. Afterwards she stayed on another couch and watched some shows on the telly. Alice prepared a pitcher of water and some painkillers once the woman woke up. Once her mother woke up, the two of them could talk.
Knowing her own biology, she was positive that her mother would wake up to a killer headache and maybe vomit too. She paid attention back to the Korean television drama that was playing. They were romantic, in a fantastic kind of romance—she doubted any boy would actually do something like the boys were doing in real life.
If Korean men were doing it… well lucky them!
