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.

as red

are all bad,”

left, but he

contacted her? Had

bad.” Drunk, Laura

downed another glass

any Longer. Her gut churned, and her whole

“I feel terrible.”

Angela’s Library

door was

her head,

towering figure seemed to be standing

was a Little familiar. Who was

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