The next day when Gao Yang woke up, his head was splitting with pain. Enduring the headache, he struggled to get up in search of water to drink, when he heard Yelena beside him saying, "Awake? Looking for water? Here, this is for you."
After guzzling down a bellyful of water, Gao Yang felt a little better. He looked at Yelena, who was standing by his side, and asked, "Why are you in my room? What time is it now?"
Yelena said with concern, "It's already three in the afternoon. If you can't handle your liquor, you should drink less. After you got drunk yesterday, you started dancing and making a scene, and you threw up a lot. Are you feeling okay now? I think you should delay your departure by a day."
With his hand on his head, Gao Yang said with a bitter smile, "This is bad. Vodka is really not for me. Not only did I put off my important matters, but I'm probably going to be the laughingstock this time."