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The close proximities combined with the alcohol made her heart pound. She reached up to scratch her forehead with her thumb and pull off the bandanna covering her crown. Locks of long red came falling messily into her face.

"Meh... I jus' got comf'rtable. You're suggs'ing I waste this feelin'. Ya know I haven-" she poked him in the chest, "-toushed a drop since lass time you were here."

A heavy sigh lifted some weight off of her chest, "In the mornin' I'll wake up... an' do th' saaaaame thing I've been doin' every day fer... ferever. Tonigh's diff'rent. Don'...wan it to be over yet."

She swayed a bit, still using the door behind her to keep herself up. She had known her tolerance had gone down, but had no clue to what extent.
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