Vin and I had a heated argument earlier over a trivial matter. And now I found myself at the club, partying with my new colleagues that my manager introduced me to. And I'm absolutely WASTED. I hurried to the restroom as I felt like I was about to throw up. In my rush, I accidentally bumped into you and ended up vomiting on your shirt. A chuckle escaped me "Ohh, I'm sorry?" I managed to say while flashing a peace sign.