"Noelle, just why the hell did you do this?"
Standing just a few meters away from Verl's table as he spoke solemnly, I answered in a groggy manner, feeling tipsy, "It's been a while since I've acted trash. Being good is not befitting for me."
"Are you insane?"
'Nah, I'm completely sane. Ugh father, seriously, doesn't worry about any of this. I'm doing everything for you so chill.' Thinking about the initial answer that I wanted to say, I replied with another, "I am. And I like being like it."
Verl shakes his head as if he had had enough of the answer he received before he waved to Isaac and gestured to him to come and ordered, "Noelle is not right on his mind, probably due to the alcohol. Please assist him in his room."
"On it," Isaac answered before giving me a cold expression as he holds my arm and whispered, "What the hell are you doing this time?"
