I get a hangover after drinking so much from my free night. I don’t even know how I get to my hotel room. I just know someone accompanied me to my room. My head is spinning.

Peach hands me over a hangover medicine, “Here, take this. You gotta move fast, we’ll leave in an hour,” she reminds me.

I get up and sit on the bed for a while, massaging my temples after taking the medicine, “Oh god, I don’t know why I drank so hard, I feel my head is about to crack any moment.”

“Well, welcome to Germany, one that holds the strongest beer,” then she laughs while...