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“So, you aren’t dead That’s good to know”

I winced hearing Dorian’s bitchy voice on the other end “What’da want?”

“Where the hell are you? Mom and Dad have all but called out the National Guard because you haven’t checked in”

I pulled my phone away from my ear The top bar showed I had about six missed calls, a couple of texts and voice here for nearly three hours Shit I didn’t call to check in with them like normal when they had Shawn

“I’ll call ‘em” My attempt to stand forced me to reach for the bar top to steady myself The phone fell with a loud thud onto the bar surface A few of the servers looked in h the speakers, calling out my name

“Sorry, drop it”

“Are you drunk? At two in the afternoon? What the hell, Calida?”

“No,” I returned a little too loudly It wasn’t naled for someone to come over

“Bullshit I can hear it in your voice Where the hell are you?”

“None your business I’ll see you home”

“Like hell You can barely talk No way can you drive You’ll kill someone, if not yourself”

I let out a groan, knowing she was right I didn’t think I’d had thatin, I told her where I was then hung up After paying my tab I stumbled my way to the bathroom to relieve my overly full bladder

Sitting at the bar, drinking a glass of water, I could al presence before I saw her

“Let’s go”

I thanked the bartender before grabbingin the process, forcing Dorian to catch me before I hit the floor