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&&.JULIET.

she rubs her eyes, reaching for the go-cup.
“wha’s in it? why can’t i stay ‘ere?” she
WAS swaying pretty badly; she was soon
to fall.

    “vodka and milk. it’s harsh, but’ll help.” he
    nods, hoping he could get away with minimal
    explanation. “i’ve got company coming around
    you don’t wanna be in that line of fire.” 

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    ❝you don’t have to go home, but you probably
      SHOULDN’T stay here. i made you a go-cup
      though. a cocktail of my own devise.❞