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Light floods the room
The door presses closed
“Fuck, Leigh” Ryan’s voice flows into my ears
I wipe hter
“This is healthy”
“Fuck off”
The weight on the bed shifts as Ryan sits behind ers trailin my bed with a half-empty bottle of Grey Goose?”
“You’re out of Belvedere”
“That’s why you’re trying to destroy your liver?”
No, I’ether “It’s a party”
“You look like you’re having fun”
“Are you here to berate me?”
“No”
“What do you want?”
His voice gets soft “I was looking for you”