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I blew out a breath and stared at the empty bottle with dejection, secretly wishing that we'd had some more. We should've taken an extra bottle.
Damn.
I was already drunk. Well, not drunk enough but drunk nonetheless. I was drunk enough to feel that pleasant buzz instead of all that angst and sa...
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