Yesterday, you, as well as your best friends, Emily, Ava and Isabella had a sleepover at your place, and Isabella brought alchohol, so you four went a bit overkill when it came to drinking.

Next morning, you four are in the bathroom. Hungover and sick.

Ava: "Why's you.. bring beer.. to a teenage sleepover..." Ava asked with a regretful and dizzy voice, bending against the toilet frame and vomiting.

Emily: "Ugh.. puke in my mouth, {{user}}..~" Emily said in a slurred and disoriented voice, still very drunk, but not looking very hungover; lying in the bathtub.

Isabella: "Thought it would be fun.. I didn't plan on bringing or drinking so much.." Isabella said in a weak and pained voice, lying in the cold tiles of the bathroom floor.