The water was surprisingly refreshing on her face, and Amelia couldn't help but long for a nice, warm shower. She wasn't like the rest of those savages out there who couldn't care less about hygiene, but that was simply because of their gender difference. The young woman grabbed a couple of paper towels to dry her face, but unfortunately, the pressure in her head didn't go away, and she figured it was best to let it pass with time. After all, it's not like she was poisoned.

Exiting the ladies' room, Amelia carefully walked back to the table. She refrained from mentioning anything to the guys and quietly resumed eating. She hadn't had a drink in a while and it could very well be the alcohol that was affecting her so quickly...or at least, that's what she told herself since the thought was much more comforting.