I messed up!

The club was plunged into complete disarray and I regained composure almost immediately. The effect of the alcohol seemed to have disappeared too.

Waiters had run into the VIP area and people took out their phones to take pictures and videos. The weirdest thing was, he still didn't turn around.

“Why isn't he getting up to yell at me? He should fight me, slap me or something.” My heart could have exploded judging from the way it pounded against my chest.

I had just fucking thrown up on the person who had helped me. Like hell, the vomit was right on his head.

A lot of people, including Bernice, were rushing towards him to clean him up and I just stood there with my mouth open.

My legs seemed to be stuck to the floor beneath me because I couldn't move. I just let the cameras flash in front of me in shame. My cheeks were red hot.

I saw him signal at some people to tell me and Bernice to leave. I watched her run towards me to drag me out of the club.

I still couldn't say anything and neithe