[ Something in her breaks a little. Has been broken, really, because she didn't used to be like this. She used to smile and laugh, used to keep her secret around others, used to care about her future. She just have the energy for it anymore, not today, but she does have enough to care about him when she sees that stumble.
Sighing, she slides off her own stool, leaving behind the glass and the foggy escape it promised. ] We all say things we shouldn't when we're drunk. Let me help get you somewhere, sugar.
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Sighing, she slides off her own stool, leaving behind the glass and the foggy escape it promised. ] We all say things we shouldn't when we're drunk. Let me help get you somewhere, sugar.