CHAPTER 8 An Accident

　　Wren's POV

　　Adalyn and I were stunned, but she stood up and stared angrily at the man. "That was a pretty rude thing that you did there. Are you going to pay for that drink?"

　　I had yet to move as I couldn't understand what the man was doing.

　　He looked at Adalyn and smiled, as if to reassure her.

　　Then he turned to the bartender and ordered a low-alcohol drink for me, "Witch's special drink will give you an awful hangover if you drink too much. Have a regular one."

　　He handed me the drink and looked at Adalyn again, "Do you want one?"

　　"No," Adalyn replied awkwardly, "I don't drink and I don't think my friend should drink that either."

　　"I did nothing to the drink. You would have seen me if I did. I am just trying to help your friend here. I know the goal here is to get drunk, but I think you would want her to not get sick before the night is over, right?"

　　I closed my eyes, feeling a little numb on my cheeks. Every time I drank, I would turn red like this.