Gao Yang was woken up by pain; it felt like his head had been split in two and sewn back together. As soon as he opened his eyes, he couldn't help but let out a cry.
"You're awake, have some water."
Gao Yang struggled to get up, took a glass of cold water from Yelena's hand, gulped it down, took a breath, pressed his head with his hand, and said softly, "Am I at home? How did I get back?"
"Joseph brought you back. You were the first to get drunk, and since Joseph was the only one who didn't drink, he was responsible for getting you back home."
Gao Yang looked at Yelena in disbelief and shouted, "I was the first to get drunk? Impossible!"
"You could ask Joseph. Lucica and Phoenix didn't get drunk; only you got drunk. I heard you jumped on stage and danced with the pole dancers, performed quite well, and luckily vomited everywhere but at least didn't dirty your clothes because you took them off."
Gao Yang gasped, his voice trembling, "It couldn't be that embarrassing, right?"
