Crey, who thought that he was the only sober one, shuddered hearing her as he peeked sideways and found himself being glared at by Alter. The instructor had her chilling eyes fixed on him, which appeared sober enough to gaze directly into his soul. Both of them end up staring at each other unblinkingly.
"Here, take another shot! Come on, don't be shy. After all, drinking is the only thing I am best at, And will ask you to join me. "
Exclaimed Ank as he slammed the whisky bottle on the table, coincidentally in between the Crey and Alter breaking that frosting moment. Crey glanced at Ank, who very casually gave him a signal with his eyes to not get on the bad side of her.
'She is a scary woman and wouldn't think twice before attacking you right here.
Please, stay clear from her.'
