Gasps erupted around us as my stomach contents splattered all over Sophia’s beautiful dress. The music screeched to a halt, leaving only shocked silence in its wake. Everyone at the party froze, their eyes locked on the disaster I’d just created.
My head spun wildly as I tried to process what had just happened. Horror washed over me through the haze of whatever was affecting my system.
“Oh my god, Sophia, I’m so sorry,” I slurred, mortified. I tried to reach for her, but my limbs wouldn’t cooperate properly. “I didn’t mean to—”
Sophia stood motionless, her eyes wide with shock as she stared down at her ruined dress. The pretty fabric was now covered in my vomit. Her mouth opened and closed, but no words came out.
“We’ll pay for the dress,” Lucas stepped in quickly, his arm still firmly around my waist to keep me standing. “I apologize for the inconvenience.”
Liam grabbed some napkins from a nearby table and awkwardly offered them to Sophia. “We’re really sorry about this.”
