"Since all the hard feelings have disappeared. How about a nice toast to celebrate?" Abuela said as she stepped into the room, exiting with cans of juice.
For the next three hours straight, the group did nothing but drink can juices.
Eventually, Adrian turned into a fool who couldn't help laughing while lying on the ground.
The strange juice they were given was oddly effective, making Nolan feel his head become heavy.
Fortunately, he had been reserved during the small party and drank very little, allowing him to remain relatively clear-headed.
Still, his feet wobbled as he rose from the chair and made his way to the room.
The bed seemed more inviting to Nolan as he landed softly onto its surface.
He felt his bones cracking within him, and a small, satisfied moan escaped his lips.
"Huuu..." He exhaled loudly.
