Savannah's POV
It was my cool among the chaos that made it all the more fulfilling. It is safe to say hell broke loose.
With their false eyelashes now stained with vomit and their knock-off brands now washing away as they tried to avoid Mrs Xavier who was more or less still hurling up her guts.
I just sat there, enjoying the splendid glass of wine, wondering if it would be rude to take the whole bottle back with me, and sooner than I would have loved, the situation was contained.
Mrs Xavier finally stopped throwing up and sat on the clean slate of tiles, eyes rolling around in her head while the rest of the members were either crying, or retching up due to the stench of the vomit.
I finally understood what they meant when they said revenge tasted like vanilla. I knew it would take a
