Barter

A girl, carrying her high heels, tiptoeing and stepping quietly like a cat, opened her room door with a wobbly silhouette that could barely stand, her disheveled hair, smudged eyeliner, and dilated pupils faintly recording last night's craziness. The stench of vomit could be smelled on her sequined short skirt, and a surge in her stomach forced her to take a couple of deep breaths to control herself.

Then,

she carefully closed the door again, ensuring that it didn't make too much noise, before she let out a long sigh. Her throbbing head felt like it was about to explode. As her heels touched the ground again, before she could steady herself, she turned around to see the figure in front of her, and her heart stopped beating for a second.

Her heels, once again, tiptoed.

"Oh, Jesus Christ."

The girl clutched at her chest, the vomit she had managed to push down threatened to surge up again as she looked at Li Wei, her knees going weak.