His arm indicated that he should quickly put himself down.
James understood immediately and quickly carried her to the bathroom on the first floor. Just as he reached the door of the bathroom, she couldn't help but vomit.
A pool of brown filth piled on their chests, dirtying the clothes on their chests, making them really awkward and awkward.
When they were even more embarrassed, both of them had a thick, foul-smelling smell of alcohol on them.
Fortunately, she didn't eat anything in the evening, so all he vomited was wine and vegetables, but not a whole bunch of colourful things.
When she vomited, her stomach stopped churning, and she, who was still a little confused, suddenly woke up.
Looking at him, who was standing in front of him, she was so embarrassed that she wished she could find a crack in the ground.
"I'm sorry, I..."
She looked at her with an awkward expression and almost cried. Why is she... Always so stupid?
