That morning the other three were facing Timothy and Xander with their hangover.
"I'll never drink with her again. Never again," Xander complained as he holds his head.
The one box that Timothy brought down last night became three and the two of them ended up being down.
(Flashback)
At some point in time, the three of them ended up on the rooftop.
No one bothered them and let them bond on their own.
The can in front of Xander was already doubled in is eyes, it was his fifth one.
Timothy stopped at four for he knows that when he adds more, he would surely pass out but just like Xander his vision was already doubled.
Watching the two of them, Amber couldn't help but chuckle. She was already on her sixth and still there was nothing.
"Hey!!" Xander suddenly exclaimed looking at her, even pointing at her using is fore finger.
"Why do you look fine?" he asked.
