C217 Party (VI)

Hazel swayed unsteadily as the girl held her arm firmly.

“Are you okay?” the girl asked, her voice soft but laced with concern.

Hazel pressed her lips together, nodding weakly.

“Yes… I’m fine,” she muttered, but her words lacked conviction. She tried to focus on her vision, but everything was still blurry. Her head throbbed, and her body felt uncomfortably warm