The atmosphere in the room grew increasingly tense as Nancy met Christopher's gaze without backing down.
With the glass of juice abandoned on the side table, Nancy met Christopher's gaze head-on. She launched into an explanation, "I found you drunk at the bar, and I brought you here."
The realization of what had transpired began to pierce through Christopher's clouded mind, and his anger surged. His throbbing headache intensified, making him clench his teeth in pain as he listened to Nancy's justification.
"Why did you bring me here?" Christopher exclaimed, his voice growing louder and more threatening. "You could have called Brad or Benjamin instead of bringing me here."
"It was late," Nancy snapped back, irritated. "My friends had already left. I couldn't stay longer there. I am a woman, damn it."