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My best friend has cancer

Why can’t I feel anything? Why can’t I do anything?

Finally, Claire pulls herself out of Jenny’s death grip and grabs a couple of napkins frooing to make this short and sweet I found a lump in ynecologist After I saw her, she sent ram just to be on the safe side I had a biopsy done and two days later the oncologist called to tellin a week for a double mastectomy, and then I’ll have six treatery Now, back to inal question, ants more wine?"

Jenny raises her hand "I do!"

Claire lets out a cheer and unscrews the top on another bottle We’re such classy bitches

"You know, Drew and I playself-breast exams and of course Dreanted to be helpful He’s so cute!"

Claire leans back against her chair as she shakes her head "Do I even want to ask what exactly "playing ram" entails?"

"Well, Drew dresses up like a doctor and I put on a robe Then, he takes two dinner plates froh I’ to puke up all this e’ve consuain Ever," Claire warns her

Reaching for the bottle Claire just opened, I opt out of pouring it into ht from the bottle Fuck it

"Um, you can’t do that"

With the bottle still close to e

"This is a bar," I tell her, holding the bottle of wine up in front of her face "And THIS, is called alcohol People like to drink it IN A BAR"

The perky twenty-solares at ht out of the bottle"

"What are you, the wine police? Don’t you have sogles, holding up her glass of wine "Three cheers for Barbie! I learned what suard Barbie"