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Shit

I'm so fucking late

She's gonna kill me

The strong scent of alcohol could be smelt on me. I was struggling to keep my balance as if I was a one year old, learning to walk. My legs didn't work as I told them to, neither did my hands, or my fingers. I could barely hold the drink in my hand.

I sa...

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