172 Hangout Night

With how much Cassidy laughed back at the ice cream shop, she suddenly threw up a little in the end.

As if that was not enough, she also had a stomachache for gobbling up too many desserts. Damien and Aira had to wrap her arms around their shoulders to get her walking without staggering. And with that, they headed out of the store. She continued trudging around for some time, and she kept using them as some sort of canes.

"Gosh, big sis. I feel like I'm fetching my drunk mother from a night club," Aira sighed with her arm still wrapped around her waist to support her.   

"I'm glad to see that Aunt is doing great. Even her appetite for sweets didn't change," Damien beamed at both of them, finding the situation amusing.

"I wonder why she still hasn't gotten fat, though. Aren't they full of calories or something?"