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"Okay, so here’s the deal," I say, doing my best to sound serious Her arms are folded, her htly iner "I’hed Okay, atone finger up like I’ her point What am I, in a boardroom? "That is a fact I am drunk Another fact…I am sorry"

This stops her Her face is still the sa her body But she’s looking at h to prop that door open until I can do this the right way

"I’race of god, it comes out sober--sober and honest "I am so unbelievably sorry Sorry for what I said, how I reacted, for being a dick"

"Yes, you were a dick," she’s quick to jump on that

"I know, another state up a finger I look at h, then I look back at her and she looks like I’ether, Tyson--slide the rock in the door "I have a lot of groveling to do And I’ive ht"

"Just let you go hoover you

"One," I say, holding the finger up again I quickly put it down "One, I don’t vomit I can hold my liquor, baby"

"Ohhhhh, definitely do not call h, but she’s not laughing, so I stop "Right No baby I’, so I can say everything that needs to be said in a way you deserve to hear it"

I’ Her arms are still crossed, but she nods to the doret to her door and she opens it wide enough to let me inside

She reaches under her bed and pulls a bin out with a big co on the floor

"Make yourself comfortable," she says "And I don’t have an extra pillow And don’t use Rowe’s I’d be pissed if she gave my pillow to Nate"