If it weren’t for her, I might not have moved on. So, I resolved to stand by her from now on. Lauren was a wonderful friend.

As I tidied up the messy room, I fed her the hangover soup. She seemed to recover.

“Lauren! Are you feeling better?” I tried to talk to her.

She made a couple of sounds, then fell silent again. I wanted to take her to the hospital, but I just couldn’t move her.

After observing her for a while, I still wasn’t sure. So, I had to call Atlas and tell him about Lauren’s co