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“Here?”
“No In the hotel”
“Oh”
“Unless that’s a problem”
“Not at all”
“Good” He shifts into his seat just in tie tray to reach our row
The flight attendant s to drink?”
“Water” He looks to me “You?”
“Vodka”
He shoots me some serious side-eye “It’s noon”
“So?”
He shrugs fine “Your body”
I turn to the flight attendant “And water” Yes, he has a point about s And about how I probably should be stricter about avoiding that, ith enetic predisposition to alcoholism
But it’s still my body
The flight attendant hands my drinks over first