Monica Was Drunk and Walked Into the Wrong Door

Finn's expression darkened.

The door that was supposed to close on Monica stopped for a moment.

"Are you at the wrong door?" Finn asked her.

Monica hugged Finn tightly like an octopus. "That's right."

"Let go of me." Finn's voice was cold.

Even though she could not see his expression, she knew it was terrifying.

However, rather than letting go, Monica hugged him tighter and tighter.

"I'll count to three." Finn's voice sounded scary. "One, two..."

Monica suddenly let go of Finn but did not leave his house. Instead, she limped straight into his living room.

Finn's expression was extremely ugly.

He held it in for a second, but the next, he turned around and grabbed Monica's arm, wanting to throw her out.

"Barf..." Monica suddenly vomited all over Finn's body.

Finn kept putting more force on Monica's arm that he was pulling

However, Monica did not seem to feel any pain.