His forehead hit the sink with a loud thud! Instantly, his forehead bled, and a pit appeared on it.
"Wah!" Chase opened his mouth and howled.
"Ouch, it hurts…"
Upon seeing that, Hazel frantically went to help him."Chase, you're my nemesis!" said Hazel.
Hazel grabbed Chase's arm and tried to help him stand up as she spoke!
Unfortunately, Chase was about 6 feet and 3 inches tall and weighed over 154 pounds. How could she drag him?
"Wow, you hit me! Even my mother didn't hit me, but you hit me! My head is smashed!" Chase was so drunk that he couldn't even think straight and was crying his eyes out!
Hazel was speechless. "I didn't hit you. You knocked yourself on the sink!" However, it was difficult to argue with a drunk person.
"Get up now, and don't cry!" said Hazel.
Chase was still crying.
