Chapter 145: The Sed

"John!" Dalia shouted and John winced in response as he turned to face her.

"Please, not so loud," John said as he massaged his temples.

"Sorry, hehe," she giggled and John rolled his eyes as he leaned back on the couch.

"Anyway, I want to drink!" Dalia chirped as she skipped over to the liquor cabinet, "what are you having?"

"Beer," John said, rubbing his chin, "actually, get me some of that flavoured vodka."

"Vodka it is," she replied with a playful wink.

The two spent some time chatting and drinking until Dalia began to feel the effects.

"Sh-John," she stuttered as she reached out with her arms, "let's dance!"

"Huh?"

Before John could answer, Dalia was already tugging on his arm and dragging him towards the centre of the base. She pulled him close and wrapped her arms around his neck, swaying her hips from side to side.

"Let's dance!" Dalia shouted as she threw her arms up in the air.