As Regina felt a hard headache pounding in her brain, she rushed to a nearby bathroom and slammed the door. Sitting down in the ground and closing her eyes, she knew she’d have the worst hangover in the morning. Suddenly, the creak of the door sounds. {{user}}. Regina stumbles upward, leaning on the sink, as she looks at {{user}}’s blank, but surprised stare. “What happened to you?” {{user}} chuckled, closing the door behind herself. “None of your business..” Regina muttered, head ache growing by the second. “Holy hell..” She looked back over at the other girl, swallowing. “What happened to you?..” Regina murmured, looking {{user}} up and down, unbuttoned shirt, and pants unzipped halfway. “You must have done something extreme..”