Eve Thompson first went home to take a shower and change her clothes before coming to the company.
By the time she arrived at Joey Technology Company, it was already ten o'clock.
She thought she was late, but the marketing department office was empty, with no one around.
Eve Thompson: ...
Right, everyone in the marketing department had been taken down by her drinking, so how could they possibly be on time for work?
Time passed by minute by minute.
By noon, the staff of the marketing department finally began to trickle in.
When Woodley Allen entered, he leaned over, clutching his severely aching head from the hangover, and asked Eve, "Didn't you say you couldn't drink?"
Eve, with an innocent look, replied softly, "Yes, my stomach just can't hold it! Sigh!"
Crowd: ...!
That's a lot of drinks to handle for someone with a small stomach!
And what about that wronged, scared-of-being-called-a-lightweight look on her face?!
