There's a small musical fountain at the bar entrance.
Sarah Sullivan grabbed the girl's neck and shoved her into the water.
"I told you to drink properly!"
"Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle..."
The girl choked on the water and started coughing, finally waking up.
"What are you doing! Who are you! Are you crazy!" the girl shouted at Sarah Sullivan.
"How old are you to be this depraved? You almost got taken away by two men just now," Sarah said coldly.
"Crazy! It's my choice to be taken away! It means I'm pretty! My parents can't control me, so why should you?"
The girl cursed and walked away.
This time, Sarah Sullivan didn't say anything else.
For girls like her, she only intervenes once.
If she insists on going her own way, she'll have to fend for herself.
The door opened again, and another flamboyantly dressed woman, reeking of alcohol, stumbled out.
Obviously, she had a lot to drink.
This woman was none other than Nora Sullivan.
She was drowning her sorrows in alcohol.
...
