Thinking about what Annie had said to her, Charlotte Thompson realized she was powerless too.
She could only advise Annie Anne to get some rest and take care of her health.
...
Downing the drink in her glass in one gulp, the spicy liquid burned as it went down her throat.
Annie Anne couldn't help but cover her mouth and cough a few times, drawing a glance from the bartender nearby.
Annie Anne coughed violently, the burning pain in her throat making her eyes faintly red.
Just as the bartender was about to say something to her, Annie Anne raised her head and pushed the empty glass towards him.
"One more glass."
"This drink is very strong. Drinking like this, you'll surely get drunk."
The bartender glanced over Annie Anne's cheeks, the dazzling lights of the bar making his expression ever-changing.
But Annie Anne found the bartender's advice a bit annoying, she stared intently at the droplets sliding down the glass, wiping them away with her finger.
"I said, one more glass."
