The stars in the sky grew more numerous, and the night deepened. The sea water lapped against the wooden boardwalk, producing a sound of freedom and abandon.
"Hic, more!" Olivia Lewis's fair face was flushed red from drinking, and she clutched the dice tightly, eager to play.
Annan, Nico, and Brandon had all been knocked down by her, especially Annan, who shook his head vigorously, "No... no more, Sis... I can't take it anymore..."
As soon as he spoke, his expression suddenly changed, and he ran to the side to vomit into the sea, as if he was about to throw up bile.
The other two were not doing much better.
One had drunk himself under the table. The other one was slightly better off, sitting there hugging a bottle of wine and giggling foolishly, clearly drunk out of his mind.
