7. I'll Make Sure You'll Regret It!

Sshh, haaahh, more! Shhh, haahh!" Not only her face but from Phoebe’s head to toe felt like she was already drenched in sweat. The tears that had been dripping with beads of sweat since earlier were no longer visible now.

"This is the last one. You need to stop or I had to take you to the hospital before you passed out," said the burly man who was currently accompanying Phoebe. He was kept busy because she has to obey Phoebe's request.

"This is your punishment, sshhh. You have to be responsible, haaah, because you make me like this. Ouh shit! I feel burning in flame! Haaah." Phoebe looked up and shook her head, wagging a strand of her hair to keep it from sticking to her face and neck. Or else it would disturb what she was doing.

"What did I do? Of course, it burns from your tongue to your stomach. See! How many hellish level currywurst did you order?! I think you're eating layers of hellish chilli sauce with sausage topping, not the other way around!" Franz