In Which She Needs To Talk To The Doctor

There was not even the slightest bit of output. She gently lowered herself to the ground after shifting her weight to the right side of her body.

In stark contrast to her flawless skin, the marble was as frigid as the dead of winter to the touch. She curled up into a ball and embraced herself sleepily while inhaling deeply, her hands surrounding her body as she did so.

She murmured "God" while keeping her mouth shut. "Don't make me leave. I have no desire to go. I would like to..." Lisa dithered before finally going to sleep.

John shifted about a little bit in his position in bed. He had trouble swallowing, his brows were furrowed, and he murmured something between clenched teeth as he demanded, "Who turned out the light? " Darn it!"

Something was shattered as a result of his hand crashing onto the table by accident. A clanking sound could be heard as the items fell to the ground. As he grunted "Agh!" and then turned on the lamp, there was a discernible increase in the amount of light in the room.

Even though he had no idea how long he had been asleep for, there was one thing that he knew for certain. It did not meet the minimum requirements in any way!

John grumbled to himself as he got out of bed in the morning. Someone made the decision to wake him up, in spite of the fact that he very rarely had the chance to obtain a night's sleep that was comfortable and undisturbed.

His hands carried the weight of his entire body as he dragged himself upright, which caused his knuckles to scrape on the bed as they moved.

He was in such a bad mood that he scowled angrily at the door to his room. In an effort to calm his jittery nerves, John went for the water bottle and drank half of it. As evidence that he had eaten every last bit of it, one can see drips of water dripping from the corners of his mouth. He had finished every last morsel.

John was able to identify the origin of the obnoxious noises that were coming from the area outside of his room. He could make out voices of people yelling and laughing not far away.

The flames that burned in John's eyes were raging. After that, he got himself situated in his wheelchair and proceeded to roll out of the room.

When he turned his head upward, he saw that all of his warriors were dancing on the deck. Due to the level of intoxication they had reached, some of them had even passed out and were laying on the ground.

After that, he shifted his focus to the solitary adult woman who was present at that location. Mona was tied to the window with her eyes wide open and looking out as Lisa, who was still under the influence of the booze she had consumed, was dancing with Hennessy. Lisa was dancing while Mona was looking out.

John sighed and rolled his eyes back in his head while making the motion. He harbored the desire to retaliate, but he was prevented from doing so by the fact that he was the one who had conceived of the idea for the party in the first place.

Hennessy was looking at him with a confused expression on his face as he observed him. The music came to an immediate end the moment he waved his hand in the air. After the crew member who was still dancing initially aired their complaints, there was a protracted awkward period after their gaze was attracted in the direction of John. John was the focus of their attention.

Hennessy went up to his master and addressed him in a manner befitting his rank, saying, "Master John, I apologize from the depths of my spirit and on behalf of the entire crew." Master John accepted Hennessy's apology. The situation became entirely out of control. Everyone suddenly felt as though there was a good reason to celebrate after what seemed like an eternity had passed. Regarding the circumstance, we should not have made any educated guesses. The actions that we have taken have made everyone on the team, including myself, feel ashamed...

John's response was muted and somber; he said, "Hennessy, let's talk about this first thing in the morning." "Tell everyone to put an end to it and go to bed!" "Everyone, put an end to it!"

After Lisa had heard this, she showed John her displeasure by making an angry face and staring at him. She was fighting back the tears and biting her lower lip, both of which contributed to the appearance that her eyes were extremely open.

John was able to observe the reddening and shimmering of the veins surrounding her eyes as she cried, which caused the tears that she shed to collect on the cliffs of her eyes.