The temperature around the camp was decreasing more and more. As a result, the air felt quite chilly. She folded her arms for a bit to find some warmth. However, she decided that drinking was the best solution for her to get warm.
After taking the second sip, Veronica's heart was telling her to stop drinking. However, she was too mad because of Arthur's laid-back attitude to stop drinking.
'I thought he saw me as his friend,' she thought with a gloomy expression. 'But it was all talk. He had no interest in being my friend. He was feeling bored and so he stayed by my side. If he really thought of me as his friend, he would have stopped me from drinking. It's all an act. He is just pretending to be my partner and yet, he won't trust me. So hateful.'
The more she thought about it, the more she got angry. Due to her anger, at one point, she gulped down a mouthful of beer. And right after that, she felt something hit her head. Her head began to spin for no reason.