Reene finished with the second bottle, her head pounding louder than her heart.
Woah, it seemed her body had forgotten its high resistance to alcohol, because she could be sure she was leaving the normal world.
To worsen things, Zayne looked totally alright.
Like he hadn't just drank two bottles.
But here she sat, slumped in the chair and feeling a barf threaten to spill out of her throat.
That would be terrible.
Vomiting at the moment would be totally embarrassing.
She needed to hold on to her marbles.
Maybe she should start by not drinking further.
Because one thing was for sure, if she took any more, she'd probably be acting more stupid than Patrick Star from the SpongeBob cartoon.
No, the drinking had to stop while she was still... still sane and not thinking of if her going
