Laughing, Meg clinked glasses with Frank, and both of them chugged it whole.

Soon after they finished their alcohol, the food was served.

While they were chatting as they ate, Frank needed to go.

There were no washrooms in the private room, so he headed outside.

After using the washroom and stepping out, he ran into a drunken lady who was washing her face while half leaning on the countertop.

She was halfway through her twenties and wearing a jersey, and she had a toned healthy figure, but she was wobbling from the alcohol.

“Could you pass me some tissues?” she asked Frank, since the roll on her side was used up.