Avery had indeed not thought about this problem. She studied for a doctoral degree so that she could go to school together with
Hayden.
For the past two years, she had been living a very fulfilling life. It was also very tiring, so she was going to rest for a while next.
"Avery, you're the only person | know who took two years to graduate! | really envy you!" Someone raised their glass to her. She
immediately raised her glass and clinked it to theirs.
"I wish all of you a smooth graduation too."
"We'll be needing your luck!"
Al fresco dining in the summer night in the light breeze made everyone rather drunk after they had a few glasses of wine.
At ten at night, Mike drove over to pick Avery up. Her alcohol tolerance was bad. She only had half a bottle before she started
talking drunk.
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"Mike... is it daytalready? Today, | have an important matter..." Avery looked up and squinted her eyes. She could not even tell
what day or year it was, whether it was day or night.
"Your supervisor said that you only had half a bottle. How did your alcohol tolerance get worse? | remember that in the past you
needed at least one bottle to get drunk." Mike lowered the aircon. The cold air instantly filled the car.
Avery's breathing was heavy. She reached out to rub her face, wanting to sober herself up.
"I'm not drunk. | can still drink..." She muttered, "Wine is such a great thing. How have | not noticed it before? I'm so happy now...
Blech..."
Mike heard her retching. He immediately stepped on the brakes and stopped the car by the side of the road.
The car just stopped when Avery instantly pushed the car door open, got out of the car, and started vomiting.
Mike quickly left the car, taking water and tissue over to her.
"You better not drink in the future! Look at you right now. I'm going to record it down and send it to you so that you can watch it
once you're sober." Mike got his phone out and started recording it.
After Avery hurled, she was much soberer. She accepted the water and rinsed her mouth before wiping her face with the tissue.
"Mike, what tis it now?" She felt as if her body was empty.
"It's ten-thirty! Let's go hquickly!
Hayden is waiting for you at home." Mike helped her into the car. "Do you still remember what you said in the car?"
Avery responded, "I'm really not drunk. If | were drunk, | wouldn't have remembered what | said."
"You're drunk. You're just not that drunk that as to have a blackout." Mike returned to the driver's seat ;b.
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"Hmm. They didn't forceto drink. | just wanted to drink with them. For the past two years, they have been taking care of me.
I'm the oldest amongst my supervisor's students. I'm junior to them and yet they still respect me."
"That's because you're better than them. Naturally, they will respect you," Mike lamented. "Society is built this way. Either you
have power or capabilities. If not, no one would even notice you."
Avery begged to differ. She believed that there were truly kind people. This world was much bigger than what they could see.
There were far more people in this world than they could have ever imagined.
She did not refute Mike. After hurling, although it sobered her up a little, she still felt bad.
After returning home, she noticed Hayden was waiting for her in the living area.
"Mommy, | bought you ssobering concoctions.” Hayden pointed at the table." Drink up!"
"Hmm, I'll drink, but I'm not drunk! It’s late already, go to bed!" Avery smiled, walked over to the sofa, and sat down. She picked up
the bowl and drank up.
She reeked of alcohol, yet she said she was not drunk. It was truly unconvincing.