"Yes, it was bought for me, and I've just had a mouthful of it," Ariel looked at her helplessly. "How are thirsty you?! You took it away before I could even tell you… Show me how much you drank."
Living in the same dorm room as Hazel, Ariel knew she had a very low tolerance for alcohol. Ariel grabbed the can in a hurry and didn't know what to say because Hazel had gulped half a can.
"Let's go back to the dorm, Hazel," said Ariel helplessly. According to Hazel's drinking capacity, she would definitely be drunk.
"I won't!" Hazel pushed her away, saying stubbornly, "I want to wait here."
"Come on..." Ariel wanted to cry but had no tears. Was Hazel already starting to show signs of being drunk?
"Don't worry, Ariel, I'm not drunk." Hazel held out her hand to touch her hot cheeks and turned around in a circle. "I'm better at drinking now. Behold!"
Ariel put her hand on the forehead helplessly. What's better? Hazel was clearly already drunk!