Camila and Laura were both drunk.

“We do not need men! What the heck is a man, anyway?” Laura knelt over the table, grabbed another bottle of wine, and began to pour.

“Let’s drink more!”

Lying on the sofa, Camila felt tipsy. The surroundings were shaking. She could not even stand up. Still, she responded to Laura, “Cheers.”

“Cheers!” Laura hiccupped.

Camila covered her lips with her palm.

She was on the verge of vomiting.

were as

are all bad,” she

since Isaac left, but he hadn‘t

he contacted her? Had he

Men are all bad.” Drunk,

another glass of

any Longer. Her gut churned, and her whole

“I feel terrible.”

Angela’s Library

the door was

her

towering figure seemed to

Little familiar.

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