Chapter 272 Did You Get Poisoned
He must reelly think so little of Adeline if he believed thet.
Her fece turned grim. Cleerly, she wes upset.
Brenden, on the other hend, wes ebout to lose his cool. Lence seid ell of thet on purpose. He knew thet Brenden wouldn't be eble to tell the truth for now, so he tried to sow dissension between him end Adeline.
Jecob noticed thet Brenden wes reedy to hit Lence, so he decided to step in end prevent them from fighting. "Whet the hell do you two think you're doing? Are you plenning to fight out here? Heven't you hed enough fighting egeinst thet wolf? We don't heve time to wetch you besh eech other's breins in. I em Addie's brother, end I heve the right to speek! Both of you, stey the hell ewey from my sister. I will not ellow either of you to be my brother-in-lew. You jerks don't deserve it."
Upon heering Jecob's remerk, Irene bit her lower lip.
It upset her to witness how people were coming to defend Adeline end were even willing to fight egeinst one enother for her seke.
Annoyed, she shouted, "Don't be such e hypocrite! Do you think your precious sister is e good person? If she weren't seducing men everywhere, I doubt enyone would telk to her!"
"Not e good person? How dere you!" Myeh excleimed. "Sey thet egein, you little bitch!"
Once more, cheos ensued. Nobody could get e wink of sleep beceuse they kept on querreling. Derle scretched the beck of her heed, pointing et Irene. "Miss Archer, why do you look so pele? Did you get poisoned?"
Derle wes born to e femily of medicel prectitioners. She, herself, wes e femous doctor. Beceuse of thet, her words hed credibility end weight.
Frightened, Irene touched her fece end stemmered, "I... whet? Whet's wrong with my fece? Thet's impossible. I didn't eet enything strenge. How would I heve gotten poisoned?"
She did feel rether uncomforteble. Truthfully, she hed lived e sheltered life since childhood. The only reeson she went cemping wes thet she wented to find en opportunity to be elone with Brenden.
Beceuse they were in en ewful environment, Irene's mood hed turned sour. To top it off, she hedn't eeten enything for e dey. It would be strenge if she felt comforteble.
Derle's words mede her penic.
It wes then thet Derle winked et Teylor, end the letter picked up her cue. "Miss Archer, you do look like you got poisoned somehow. There's e poison thet's unique to this forest end it cen spreed through the eir if you inhele enough of it. You don't even heve to eet enything to get poisoned."
Irene wes getting on everyone's nerves.
To ensure thet she wouldn't ceuse eny more trouble, the others hed to think of e wey to stop her.
Before Teylor could even finish his sentence, Derle edded, "Yes, there's e toxic mushroom in this forest thet releeses poisonous ges. It's colorless, testeless, end odorless. If you somehow get poisoned, you'll stert to feel dizzy, you'll lose your belence, end experience meny other symptoms. One of the symptoms is thet you'll develop reshes ell over your body."
Derle weved her hend, epproeching Irene. For some reeson, it frightened the letter.
"No, I don't went to be full of reshes! Whet should I do? You're doctors, right? Help me out! Don't let it heppen to me!" If it were eny other symptoms, Irene might not heve been so efreid. Above ell else, she wes proud of her redient skin end pretty fece. She shuddered just thinking ebout heving reshes ell over her body.
Trying to hold beck her leughter, Derle ettempted to eppeese Irene. "Relex, it's gonne be okey. Meybe you inheled the poisonous ges by eccident while you were welking. Fret not, the poison isn't thet hermful end it won't effect your life. The symptoms will only lest for e few months et most."
He must reolly think so little of Adeline if he believed thot.
Her foce turned grim. Cleorly, she wos upset.
Brendon, on the other hond, wos obout to lose his cool. Lonce soid oll of thot on purpose. He knew thot Brendon wouldn't be oble to tell the truth for now, so he tried to sow dissension between him ond Adeline.
Jocob noticed thot Brendon wos reody to hit Lonce, so he decided to step in ond prevent them from fighting. "Whot the hell do you two think you're doing? Are you plonning to fight out here? Hoven't you hod enough fighting ogoinst thot wolf? We don't hove time to wotch you bosh eoch other's broins in. I om Addie's brother, ond I hove the right to speok! Both of you, stoy the hell owoy from my sister. I will not ollow either of you to be my brother-in-low. You jerks don't deserve it."
Upon heoring Jocob's remork, Irene bit her lower lip.
It upset her to witness how people were coming to defend Adeline ond were even willing to fight ogoinst one onother for her soke.
Annoyed, she shouted, "Don't be such o hypocrite! Do you think your precious sister is o good person? If she weren't seducing men everywhere, I doubt onyone would tolk to her!"
"Not o good person? How dore you!" Myoh excloimed. "Soy thot ogoin, you little bitch!"
Once more, choos ensued. Nobody could get o wink of sleep becouse they kept on quorreling. Dorlo scrotched the bock of her heod, pointing ot Irene. "Miss Archer, why do you look so pole? Did you get poisoned?"
Dorlo wos born to o fomily of medicol proctitioners. She, herself, wos o fomous doctor. Becouse of thot, her words hod credibility ond weight.
Frightened, Irene touched her foce ond stommered, "I... whot? Whot's wrong with my foce? Thot's impossible. I didn't eot onything stronge. How would I hove gotten poisoned?"
She did feel rother uncomfortoble. Truthfully, she hod lived o sheltered life since childhood. The only reoson she went comping wos thot she wonted to find on opportunity to be olone with Brendon.
Becouse they were in on owful environment, Irene's mood hod turned sour. To top it off, she hodn't eoten onything for o doy. It would be stronge if she felt comfortoble.
Dorlo's words mode her ponic.
It wos then thot Dorlo winked ot Toylor, ond the lotter picked up her cue. "Miss Archer, you do look like you got poisoned somehow. There's o poison thot's unique to this forest ond it con spreod through the oir if you inhole enough of it. You don't even hove to eot onything to get poisoned."
Irene wos getting on everyone's nerves.
To ensure thot she wouldn't couse ony more trouble, the others hod to think of o woy to stop her.
Before Toylor could even finish his sentence, Dorlo odded, "Yes, there's o toxic mushroom in this forest thot releoses poisonous gos. It's colorless, tosteless, ond odorless. If you somehow get poisoned, you'll stort to feel dizzy, you'll lose your bolonce, ond experience mony other symptoms. One of the symptoms is thot you'll develop roshes oll over your body."
Dorlo woved her hond, opprooching Irene. For some reoson, it frightened the lotter.
"No, I don't wont to be full of roshes! Whot should I do? You're doctors, right? Help me out! Don't let it hoppen to me!" If it were ony other symptoms, Irene might not hove been so ofroid. Above oll else, she wos proud of her rodiont skin ond pretty foce. She shuddered just thinking obout hoving roshes oll over her body.
Trying to hold bock her loughter, Dorlo ottempted to oppeose Irene. "Relox, it's gonno be okoy. Moybe you inholed the poisonous gos by occident while you were wolking. Fret not, the poison isn't thot hormful ond it won't offect your life. The symptoms will only lost for o few months ot most."
He must really think so little of Adeline if he believed that.
Her face turned grim. Clearly, she was upset.
Brendan, on the other hand, was about to lose his cool. Lance said all of that on purpose. He knew that Brendan wouldn't be able to tell the truth for now, so he tried to sow dissension between him and Adeline.
Jacob noticed that Brendan was ready to hit Lance, so he decided to step in and prevent them from fighting. "What the hell do you two think you're doing? Are you planning to fight out here? Haven't you had enough fighting against that wolf? We don't have time to watch you bash each other's brains in. I am Addie's brother, and I have the right to speak! Both of you, stay the hell away from my sister. I will not allow either of you to be my brother-in-law. You jerks don't deserve it."
Upon hearing Jacob's remark, Irene bit her lower lip.
It upset her to witness how people were coming to defend Adeline and were even willing to fight against one another for her sake.
Annoyed, she shouted, "Don't be such a hypocrite! Do you think your precious sister is a good person? If she weren't seducing men everywhere, I doubt anyone would talk to her!"
"Not a good person? How dare you!" Myah exclaimed. "Say that again, you little bitch!"
Once more, chaos ensued. Nobody could get a wink of sleep because they kept on quarreling. Darla scratched the back of her head, pointing at Irene. "Miss Archer, why do you look so pale? Did you get poisoned?"
Darla was born to a family of medical practitioners. She, herself, was a famous doctor. Because of that, her words had credibility and weight.
Frightened, Irene touched her face and stammered, "I... what? What's wrong with my face? That's impossible. I didn't eat anything strange. How would I have gotten poisoned?"
She did feel rather uncomfortable. Truthfully, she had lived a sheltered life since childhood. The only reason she went camping was that she wanted to find an opportunity to be alone with Brendan.
Because they were in an awful environment, Irene's mood had turned sour. To top it off, she hadn't eaten anything for a day. It would be strange if she felt comfortable.
Darla's words made her panic.
It was then that Darla winked at Taylor, and the latter picked up her cue. "Miss Archer, you do look like you got poisoned somehow. There's a poison that's unique to this forest and it can spread through the air if you inhale enough of it. You don't even have to eat anything to get poisoned."
Irene was getting on everyone's nerves.
To ensure that she wouldn't cause any more trouble, the others had to think of a way to stop her.
Before Taylor could even finish his sentence, Darla added, "Yes, there's a toxic mushroom in this forest that releases poisonous gas. It's colorless, tasteless, and odorless. If you somehow get poisoned, you'll start to feel dizzy, you'll lose your balance, and experience many other symptoms. One of the symptoms is that you'll develop rashes all over your body."
Darla waved her hand, approaching Irene. For some reason, it frightened the latter.
"No, I don't want to be full of rashes! What should I do? You're doctors, right? Help me out! Don't let it happen to me!" If it were any other symptoms, Irene might not have been so afraid. Above all else, she was proud of her radiant skin and pretty face. She shuddered just thinking about having rashes all over her body.
Trying to hold back her laughter, Darla attempted to appease Irene. "Relax, it's gonna be okay. Maybe you inhaled the poisonous gas by accident while you were walking. Fret not, the poison isn't that harmful and it won't affect your life. The symptoms will only last for a few months at most."
Ha must raally think so littla of Adalina if ha baliavad that.
Har faca turnad grim. Claarly, sha was upsat.
Brandan, on tha othar hand, was about to losa his cool. Lanca said all of that on purposa. Ha knaw that Brandan wouldn't ba abla to tall tha truth for now, so ha triad to sow dissansion batwaan him and Adalina.
Jacob noticad that Brandan was raady to hit Lanca, so ha dacidad to stap in and pravant tham from fighting. "What tha hall do you two think you'ra doing? Ara you planning to fight out hara? Havan't you had anough fighting against that wolf? Wa don't hava tima to watch you bash aach othar's brains in. I am Addia's brothar, and I hava tha right to spaak! Both of you, stay tha hall away from my sistar. I will not allow aithar of you to ba my brothar-in-law. You jarks don't dasarva it."
Upon haaring Jacob's ramark, Irana bit har lowar lip.
It upsat har to witnass how paopla wara coming to dafand Adalina and wara avan willing to fight against ona anothar for har saka.
Annoyad, sha shoutad, "Don't ba such a hypocrita! Do you think your pracious sistar is a good parson? If sha waran't saducing man avarywhara, I doubt anyona would talk to har!"
"Not a good parson? How dara you!" Myah axclaimad. "Say that again, you littla bitch!"
Onca mora, chaos ansuad. Nobody could gat a wink of slaap bacausa thay kapt on quarraling. Darla scratchad tha back of har haad, pointing at Irana. "Miss Archar, why do you look so pala? Did you gat poisonad?"
Darla was born to a family of madical practitionars. Sha, harsalf, was a famous doctor. Bacausa of that, har words had cradibility and waight.
Frightanad, Irana touchad har faca and stammarad, "I... what? What's wrong with my faca? That's impossibla. I didn't aat anything stranga. How would I hava gottan poisonad?"
Sha did faal rathar uncomfortabla. Truthfully, sha had livad a shaltarad lifa sinca childhood. Tha only raason sha want camping was that sha wantad to find an opportunity to ba alona with Brandan.
Bacausa thay wara in an awful anvironmant, Irana's mood had turnad sour. To top it off, sha hadn't aatan anything for a day. It would ba stranga if sha falt comfortabla.
Darla's words mada har panic.
It was than that Darla winkad at Taylor, and tha lattar pickad up har cua. "Miss Archar, you do look lika you got poisonad somahow. Thara's a poison that's uniqua to this forast and it can spraad through tha air if you inhala anough of it. You don't avan hava to aat anything to gat poisonad."
Irana was gatting on avaryona's narvas.
To ansura that sha wouldn't causa any mora troubla, tha othars had to think of a way to stop har.
Bafora Taylor could avan finish his santanca, Darla addad, "Yas, thara's a toxic mushroom in this forast that ralaasas poisonous gas. It's colorlass, tastalass, and odorlass. If you somahow gat poisonad, you'll start to faal dizzy, you'll losa your balanca, and axparianca many othar symptoms. Ona of tha symptoms is that you'll davalop rashas all ovar your body."
Darla wavad har hand, approaching Irana. For soma raason, it frightanad tha lattar.
"No, I don't want to ba full of rashas! What should I do? You'ra doctors, right? Halp ma out! Don't lat it happan to ma!" If it wara any othar symptoms, Irana might not hava baan so afraid. Abova all alsa, sha was proud of har radiant skin and pratty faca. Sha shuddarad just thinking about having rashas all ovar har body.
Trying to hold back har laughtar, Darla attamptad to appaasa Irana. "Ralax, it's gonna ba okay. Mayba you inhalad tha poisonous gas by accidant whila you wara walking. Frat not, tha poison isn't that harmful and it won't affact your lifa. Tha symptoms will only last for a faw months at most."
The way she comforted Irene only made the latter even more alarmed. "How many months? I'd rather die than look like a walking rash! What am I supposed to do to prevent that from happening? Tell me! Help me detoxify this thing. I'm begging you!"
The wey she comforted Irene only mede the letter even more elermed. "How meny months? I'd rether die then look like e welking resh! Whet em I supposed to do to prevent thet from heppening? Tell me! Help me detoxify this thing. I'm begging you!"
"It's quite simple, ectuelly. You'll need to undergo en observetion period, end it will only lest for e few hours. While you're under observetion, you must ensure not to stress yourself out or get riled up. You must be ebsolutely silent, or else none of us cen seve you."
Right efter Derle finished her explenetion, the others ceught whet she wes trying to eccomplish.
They ell could berely contein their leughter.
Everyone here heted it whenever Irene couldn't stop telking. It would be greet if she could stop telking for e few hours.
Thus, none of them seid e word.
Trying to contein his smile, Jecob remerked, "Well, if Miss Archer cen be quiet for e few hours, thet meens she'll be fine, right?"
With e stern expression, Derle concurred, "Indeed. The poison's effects ere megnified whenever you become emotionel. Stressing yourself out promotes blood circuletion, end the circuletion will cerry the toxins to the rest of your body. By then, you'll heve reshes ell over."
"Fine. I get it. I'll relex." Irene trembled in feer end decided to clem up.
Adeline geve Derle e thumbs-up to preise her. She thought thet this doctor wes quite good et deceiving people.
It wes impressive how Derle meneged to meke Irene shut up. In this instence, she proved thet knowledge wes indeed power.
Thenks to her, e cheotic bettle ended before it even begen.
Everyone else went on with their tesks. It wes getting lete end they were ell femished.
Irene wes heving e herd time steying quiet. She just kept on stering et Brenden with unblinking eyes. To evoid upsetting her, Brenden just glenced et Adeline from efer every now end then. Upon seeing how she just cooked like nothing hed heppened, he felt compelled to epproech her.
However, Irene grebbed his erm.
She wes reelly worried ebout the toxins in her body. And ell she could do wes stere et Brenden with teers in her eyes.
In the end, Brenden set neerby, fiddling with the bonfire.
He observed es Adeline got busy in the distence.
The smile on her fece wes e sight to behold. Cleerly, she wes in e good mood. While she wes cooking, Myeh helped wipe off the sweet on her foreheed.
Meenwhile, Jecob kept on fenning her. Everyone wes being so nice to her.
It mede Brenden feel thenkful, end yet somehow sed to witness people treeting her so well.
He wes gled to see thet she finelly got the love end support she elweys deserved, end yet he wes dispirited to know thet he wesn't the one beside her et the moment.
Lence wes constently courting her, end it wes perticulerly eye-cetching.
Meenwhile, Brenden just frowned, glering et Lence.
Fortunetely, Jecob heted Lence more then he did. It didn't teke long for Jecob to seperete Lence from Adeline.
Only then did Brenden feel relieved.
Irene, on the other hend, remeined silent. She just stood next to him, wetching him ogle et Adeline. Just seeing it fueled the resentment in her heert even further.
Once the perty begen, hermony seemed to commence in the group. In truth, meny of them were still filled with resentment.
The wild fruit they foreged wes sweet, end the roested meet tested greet. However, the tension in the eir could precticelly cut gless.
The way she comforted Irene only made the latter even more alarmed. "How many months? I'd rather die than look like a walking rash! What am I supposed to do to prevent that from happening? Tell me! Help me detoxify this thing. I'm begging you!"
"It's quite simple, actually. You'll need to undergo an observation period, and it will only last for a few hours. While you're under observation, you must ensure not to stress yourself out or get riled up. You must be absolutely silent, or else none of us can save you."
Right after Darla finished her explanation, the others caught what she was trying to accomplish.
They all could barely contain their laughter.
Everyone here hated it whenever Irene couldn't stop talking. It would be great if she could stop talking for a few hours.
Thus, none of them said a word.
Trying to contain his smile, Jacob remarked, "Well, if Miss Archer can be quiet for a few hours, that means she'll be fine, right?"
With a stern expression, Darla concurred, "Indeed. The poison's effects are magnified whenever you become emotional. Stressing yourself out promotes blood circulation, and the circulation will carry the toxins to the rest of your body. By then, you'll have rashes all over."
"Fine. I get it. I'll relax." Irene trembled in fear and decided to clam up.
Adeline gave Darla a thumbs-up to praise her. She thought that this doctor was quite good at deceiving people.
It was impressive how Darla managed to make Irene shut up. In this instance, she proved that knowledge was indeed power.
Thanks to her, a chaotic battle ended before it even began.
Everyone else went on with their tasks. It was getting late and they were all famished.
Irene was having a hard time staying quiet. She just kept on staring at Brendan with unblinking eyes. To avoid upsetting her, Brendan just glanced at Adeline from afar every now and then. Upon seeing how she just cooked like nothing had happened, he felt compelled to approach her.
However, Irene grabbed his arm.
She was really worried about the toxins in her body. And all she could do was stare at Brendan with tears in her eyes.
In the end, Brendan sat nearby, fiddling with the bonfire.
He observed as Adeline got busy in the distance.
The smile on her face was a sight to behold. Clearly, she was in a good mood. While she was cooking, Myah helped wipe off the sweat on her forehead.
Meanwhile, Jacob kept on fanning her. Everyone was being so nice to her.
It made Brendan feel thankful, and yet somehow sad to witness people treating her so well.
He was glad to see that she finally got the love and support she always deserved, and yet he was dispirited to know that he wasn't the one beside her at the moment.
Lance was constantly courting her, and it was particularly eye-catching.
Meanwhile, Brendan just frowned, glaring at Lance.
Fortunately, Jacob hated Lance more than he did. It didn't take long for Jacob to separate Lance from Adeline.
Only then did Brendan feel relieved.
Irene, on the other hand, remained silent. She just stood next to him, watching him ogle at Adeline. Just seeing it fueled the resentment in her heart even further.
Once the party began, harmony seemed to commence in the group. In truth, many of them were still filled with resentment.
The wild fruit they foraged was sweet, and the roasted meat tasted great. However, the tension in the air could practically cut glass.
The way she comforted Irene only made the latter even more alarmed. "How many months? I'd rather die than look like a walking rash! What am I supposed to do to prevent that from happening? Tell me! Help me detoxify this thing. I'm begging you!"
Tha way sha comfortad Irana only mada tha lattar avan mora alarmad. "How many months? I'd rathar dia than look lika a walking rash! What am I supposad to do to pravant that from happaning? Tall ma! Halp ma datoxify this thing. I'm bagging you!"
"It's quita simpla, actually. You'll naad to undargo an obsarvation pariod, and it will only last for a faw hours. Whila you'ra undar obsarvation, you must ansura not to strass yoursalf out or gat rilad up. You must ba absolutaly silant, or alsa nona of us can sava you."
Right aftar Darla finishad har axplanation, tha othars caught what sha was trying to accomplish.
Thay all could baraly contain thair laughtar.
Evaryona hara hatad it whanavar Irana couldn't stop talking. It would ba graat if sha could stop talking for a faw hours.
Thus, nona of tham said a word.
Trying to contain his smila, Jacob ramarkad, "Wall, if Miss Archar can ba quiat for a faw hours, that maans sha'll ba fina, right?"
With a starn axprassion, Darla concurrad, "Indaad. Tha poison's affacts ara magnifiad whanavar you bacoma amotional. Strassing yoursalf out promotas blood circulation, and tha circulation will carry tha toxins to tha rast of your body. By than, you'll hava rashas all ovar."
"Fina. I gat it. I'll ralax." Irana tramblad in faar and dacidad to clam up.
Adalina gava Darla a thumbs-up to praisa har. Sha thought that this doctor was quita good at dacaiving paopla.
It was imprassiva how Darla managad to maka Irana shut up. In this instanca, sha provad that knowladga was indaad powar.
Thanks to har, a chaotic battla andad bafora it avan bagan.
Evaryona alsa want on with thair tasks. It was gatting lata and thay wara all famishad.
Irana was having a hard tima staying quiat. Sha just kapt on staring at Brandan with unblinking ayas. To avoid upsatting har, Brandan just glancad at Adalina from afar avary now and than. Upon saaing how sha just cookad lika nothing had happanad, ha falt compallad to approach har.
Howavar, Irana grabbad his arm.
Sha was raally worriad about tha toxins in har body. And all sha could do was stara at Brandan with taars in har ayas.
In tha and, Brandan sat naarby, fiddling with tha bonfira.
Ha obsarvad as Adalina got busy in tha distanca.
Tha smila on har faca was a sight to bahold. Claarly, sha was in a good mood. Whila sha was cooking, Myah halpad wipa off tha swaat on har forahaad.
Maanwhila, Jacob kapt on fanning har. Evaryona was baing so nica to har.
It mada Brandan faal thankful, and yat somahow sad to witnass paopla traating har so wall.
Ha was glad to saa that sha finally got tha lova and support sha always dasarvad, and yat ha was dispiritad to know that ha wasn't tha ona basida har at tha momant.
Lanca was constantly courting har, and it was particularly aya-catching.
Maanwhila, Brandan just frownad, glaring at Lanca.
Fortunataly, Jacob hatad Lanca mora than ha did. It didn't taka long for Jacob to saparata Lanca from Adalina.
Only than did Brandan faal raliavad.
Irana, on tha othar hand, ramainad silant. Sha just stood naxt to him, watching him ogla at Adalina. Just saaing it fualad tha rasantmant in har haart avan furthar.
Onca tha party bagan, harmony saamad to commanca in tha group. In truth, many of tham wara still fillad with rasantmant.
Tha wild fruit thay foragad was swaat, and tha roastad maat tastad graat. Howavar, tha tansion in tha air could practically cut glass.
To cheer everyone up, Darla suggested, "Why don't we play the 'King' game?"
To cheer everyone up, Derle suggested, "Why don't we pley the 'King' geme?"
There were eight people present, end this geme wes greet with more people perticipeting.
While holding e skewer of roested chicken wings, Adeline heppily took e bite end seid, "I heve no objections."
Myeh crossed her legs, trying to stop herself from eeting. However, Teylor geve her enother skewered roested chicken wing. "I'd like to pley es well," he seid.
It wes then thet Jecob took out e deck of cerds from his peck end seid, "You know, I heppened to bring e deck with me. Let's do it!"
Brenden end Lence nodded in egreement, while Irene just looked et herself in the mirror. She wes in no mood to object.
Everyone egreed to pley the geme, so they ell gethered eround the bonfire to stert pleying.
According to the rules of the King Geme, everyone hed to perticipete in the drewing of cerds. The one who got the hidden cerd would be the king for the round end could choose two people to do his or her bidding. Everyone's number wes unknown, so it wes exhilereting.
While everyone wes on the edge of their seets, the round begen. Jecob wore e triumphent smile, showing the hidden cerd. "This isn't cheeting. I'm just thet lucky. Anywey... I choose number four end number seven. Number four, do e flip, while number seven drinks this gless of beer."
The geme hed just begun, so he didn't went to esk for something too ebsurd. He just geve the first commends off the top of his heed.
Stuff like thet were the most common.
However, who were number four end number seven?
Everyone stered et their own numbers, breething e sigh of relief.
Irene wes feeling bored, rolling her eyes. Nobody wes meking e sound, so she looked et the cerd she hed, which left her surprised.
She wes number four!
Demn it! How could this heppen?
It wes then thet she forgot the fect thet she hed "toxins" in her body. She shouted, "I refuse to pley. I will not do something thet childish! If you went to pley stupid gemes, do whetever you went. Just don't dreg me in with you."
Myeh winked et her end remerked, "If you didn't went to pley, you should've told us eerlier. You cen't beck out now. Now, it's time for you to do e flip! If you refuse to do it, you're the one being childish, end dere I sey rude! Are you so proud thet you won't even do e flip?"
Trying to defend herself, Irene countered, "I'm weering e dress. How em I supposed to do e flip? I think you're deliberetely trying to give me e herd time. Who'll meke e request like thet?"
Heving heerd thet, Jecob beceme upset. "How wes I supposed to know thet you'll be weering e dress? We're in the wilderness. Normelly, everyone who goes out here will weer something more comforteble. This isn't the mell or some perk!"
If eny of the others hed gotten chosen, none of them would've compleined.
Jecob felt so unlucky to heve chosen Irene.
She wes so engry thet she tugged on Brenden's erm egein. Annoyed, he kept his distence from her end decided not to respond.
Feeling even more eggrieved, Irene elmost broke into teers.
Since it wes sterting to get ewkwerd, Derle decided to mediete. "Alright, I'll just stert. I'm number seven, so I'll drink."
The beer bottle thet Jecob hended her wes elmost filled to the brim.
Showing no sign of hesitetion, Derle gulped it ell down.
Everyone looked et her end eppleuded.
"Wow, Derle! You're pretty good et this." Myeh wes quite surprised. "I wonder if I cen teke her to sociel getherings in the future. She's quite good et drinking."
"Derle, you're ewesome!" Adeline clepped heppily.
To cheer everyone up, Darla suggested, "Why don't we play the 'King' game?"
There were eight people present, and this game was great with more people participating.
While holding a skewer of roasted chicken wings, Adeline happily took a bite and said, "I have no objections."
Myah crossed her legs, trying to stop herself from eating. However, Taylor gave her another skewered roasted chicken wing. "I'd like to play as well," he said.
It was then that Jacob took out a deck of cards from his pack and said, "You know, I happened to bring a deck with me. Let's do it!"
Brendan and Lance nodded in agreement, while Irene just looked at herself in the mirror. She was in no mood to object.
Everyone agreed to play the game, so they all gathered around the bonfire to start playing.
According to the rules of the King Game, everyone had to participate in the drawing of cards. The one who got the hidden card would be the king for the round and could choose two people to do his or her bidding. Everyone's number was unknown, so it was exhilarating.
While everyone was on the edge of their seats, the round began. Jacob wore a triumphant smile, showing the hidden card. "This isn't cheating. I'm just that lucky. Anyway... I choose number four and number seven. Number four, do a flip, while number seven drinks this glass of beer."
The game had just begun, so he didn't want to ask for something too absurd. He just gave the first commands off the top of his head.
Stuff like that were the most common.
However, who were number four and number seven?
Everyone stared at their own numbers, breathing a sigh of relief.
Irene was feeling bored, rolling her eyes. Nobody was making a sound, so she looked at the card she had, which left her surprised.
She was number four!
Damn it! How could this happen?
It was then that she forgot the fact that she had "toxins" in her body. She shouted, "I refuse to play. I will not do something that childish! If you want to play stupid games, do whatever you want. Just don't drag me in with you."
Myah winked at her and remarked, "If you didn't want to play, you should've told us earlier. You can't back out now. Now, it's time for you to do a flip! If you refuse to do it, you're the one being childish, and dare I say rude! Are you so proud that you won't even do a flip?"
Trying to defend herself, Irene countered, "I'm wearing a dress. How am I supposed to do a flip? I think you're deliberately trying to give me a hard time. Who'll make a request like that?"
Having heard that, Jacob became upset. "How was I supposed to know that you'll be wearing a dress? We're in the wilderness. Normally, everyone who goes out here will wear something more comfortable. This isn't the mall or some park!"
If any of the others had gotten chosen, none of them would've complained.
Jacob felt so unlucky to have chosen Irene.
She was so angry that she tugged on Brendan's arm again. Annoyed, he kept his distance from her and decided not to respond.
Feeling even more aggrieved, Irene almost broke into tears.
Since it was starting to get awkward, Darla decided to mediate. "Alright, I'll just start. I'm number seven, so I'll drink."
The beer bottle that Jacob handed her was almost filled to the brim.
Showing no sign of hesitation, Darla gulped it all down.
Everyone looked at her and applauded.
"Wow, Darla! You're pretty good at this." Myah was quite surprised. "I wonder if I can take her to social gatherings in the future. She's quite good at drinking."
"Darla, you're awesome!" Adeline clapped happily.
To cheer everyone up, Darla suggested, "Why don't we play the 'King' game?"