"Spencer, you... you..."
Seeing Spencer clutching that empty bottle, An Le was so anxious she almost burst into tears.
She ignored the fallen drink on the ground, and quickly approached Spencer, still holding onto a sliver of hope as she scanned the surroundings.
What if it happened to be Spencer's own water?
But after looking around, where was there another bottle of water?
"How could you have drunk that bottle of water?!"
It was then that An Le had to accept this terrifying conclusion.
Spencer had downed the accessory-filled water clean!
Caught red-handed, Spencer's eyes dodged for an instant, and then she pursed her lips, saying,
"...It's just a bottle of water, meow. I thought it was some treasure. Didn't I prepare lots for the club? Just take another one!"
"This... this is different, Spencer!"
"Huh? What's different?"
Spencer asked back with a puzzled look, rendering An Le speechless.
It really was different, but what could she say?