Go talk to Sarah

You decide to go see how your cousin's doing. She got incredibly drunk last night, so you might want to see how she's doing. Walking through the drunken haze towards the room, you soon find yourself at Sarah's room, knocking on the door. It opens, to reveal Angie standing there. Her beret and uniform are gone, replaced with a bathrobe. You look at her long, slender legs and bare feet, before looking at the cleavage peaking through the robe, your mouth watering. You snap back to reality, as thankfully she assumes you're just still hungover.

"Hey, Jack," she says. "You looked fucked."

"Maybe a little. I was just popping in to see if Sarah was still alive."

"Oh, she is. She got pretty fucked last night."

"I'm not that bad," Sarah groans from her bed.

"Don't let him in!" Paula shrieks. "I'm naked."

Angie smirks, pushing the door slightly more closed to stop you from looking into the room.

"Since you're here, do you want to go to lunch with us? We were planning to go soon enough."

"Sure," you say. "I'll meet you down in the pool hall."

"Perfect, see you in a few," Angie says.

You quickly leave the hallway, heading down to the pool table in the lounge. It's empty, thankfully, so you spend half an hour practicing and fucking about.

"You ready to go?" Angie asks.

You turn around, seeing Sarah, Angie, Paula and Ash standing behind you. They all look like they're in some sort of a state of hungover, but Sarah looks to be in an incredibly hungover state.

"Hey, girls, how are you? How was your night?"

"Pretty good," Ash says. "Right, Sarah?"

"I want to die," Sarah groans.

"Come on, let's go get some food into you," you say. "Let's go."