Cynthia had a dazzling smile on her lips as she challenged Kaiser's confidence to a drinking match. Glass after glass, they drank, and as expected, Cynthia was the first to give up.
"I can take another one. How can I give up after just 4 glasses?" Cynthia babbled, counting her fingers to be sure the figure she mentioned was right. She was about to grab another glass which Kaiser didn't let her by pulling it out of her hold.
"You have already had enough. You can't beat me. It is as simple as that." Kaiser said, pulling the glass from her before she could take a sip.
Cynthia's eyes welled with tears, and she gave Kaiser a pitiful look, like she was about to cry. "That's my drink." Cynthia literally bursts into tears trying to reach out for the glass. "I don't think so. That is enough." Kaiser didn't budge a bit.
