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I appreciate her optimism She’s always ready with a co

More pounding on the door

“Why h so the asshole on the other side gets the hint Then I sigh and add, to Pia, “I have a raging hangover”

“I warned you about that last round of Jell-O shots”

I point at her in the mirror “That you did” I wet a paper towel and pat down my face

Pia’s war to climb out She is under strict orders not to speak to ht now, since we’re in the bathrooes to claw her way up onto h any er than her size I find this co

Which is both sad and… well, just sad

Because she’s not real

No one can see her or hear her except h I spent the better part ofbattle and always ended up in the sa called crazy and confined to institutions

So Fine I’ve accepted it

She is just ination

She is inary friend

My personal hallucination

I snort at y face in the mirror as the person outside continues to pound on the door

“For fuck’s sake!” I turn towards the pounding and yell back “What part of ‘occupied’ don’t you understand?”

I throw the door open and coht She is pinching her legs together and squir, like she’s about to pee herself, and if I didn’t already feel bad enough, now I feel worse

Kar hates me

“I’m so sorry” I step out of the way and wave a hand at the thoroughly disgusting gas station restroom “It’s all yours”