No more… drinking
Contrary to her prior belief, she couldn't handle herself…
Just the act of undressing last night's dress had been an endeavor and a half. On top of keeping herself quiet as to not alert Jayra of her rebellious actions, even the task of getting herself presentable was making her sweat.
And that wasn't even the worst part.
"O-Oh no… BleUgH-"
Almost immediately, Xenia held her hand up to her mouth, her stomach traitorously wanting to spew out what little amount of water she managed to sip earlier. Even after years of living out her life, she never thought that she'd be brought this low by mere alcohol.
Then again, there was a reason she never drank the thing too much in the first place.
'Dammit all to hell… I don't want throw up!'