"Fine."
Quinn didn’t push them at that point—her best friend's health and career was more important than a brief moment of fun.
With that, the trio shambled out of their private room.
They had really drunk too much out of a moment of impulse.
Cordy could barely keep her guts in, which was churning the instant she reached the walkway. "I need the ladies' room."
She rushed towards the shared washroom outside without a pause, but moved so quickly she didn’t have time to see which one she ran inside.
"Blargh…" She was vomiting her guts out in front of the sink in no time at all, feeling sick again as soon as she paused for a moment.
It really had been a while since she drank.
Back when her insomnia started, Jim suggested alcohol, but it proved useless and even left her with head-splitting headaches.
She didn’t drink much since then, but indulged herself this time since it was rare to hang out with Quinn and Zoe.
"Blargh…"
She started vomiting again after a couple seconds, and it took a long while for her stomach to finally feel better.
As she rinsed her mouth and looked up at the huge mirror before her, she was left dumbstruck at the next instant.
A man was standing right there, urinating.
Did she stumble into the men's room by mistake?!
"Are you done looking?" the man asked.
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