Painful vomiting sounds came from the bath chamber in the bedroom once more.
Sophie Sullivan took a deep breath, pretended not to hear, and continued eating.
"Urgh..."
Sophie Sullivan took another deep breath.
"Water... give me water..."
Harry, lying on the sofa with his belly exposed and sleeping soundly, woke up upon hearing the noise.
He lifted his head, meowed helplessly, and looked at Sophie Sullivan with his round eyes, then turned his gaze towards the sound, looking completely puzzled.
Sophie Sullivan held her forehead in headache, always stirring up trouble!
Getting up to return to the bath chamber, Sophie Sullivan helped the man lying on the ground up, trying to get him outside.
Thomas Shannon furrowed his brows in pain, clamped Sophie's wrist tightly, strikingly strong for a drunk.
Sophie Sullivan winced from the pain and instantly cried out, "Thomas Shannon, let go!"
"Feeling terrible..." Thomas Shannon mumbled and then threw up.
"Ah!"
