crashing (iii)

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when i slammed Ryder's room door open, i saw him there, on top of her.

she was already knocked out by the amount of alcohol he fucking intoxicated her with.

Ryder's friend, Leon, was standing at the side, taping the entire fucking thing while smirking.

"what the fuck do you think you're doing?" i shouted.

"dude, chill. she would thank me when she wakes up."

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the next thing i heard from Ryder's smart mouth was him groaning in pain.

i quickly put her clothes on for her and carried her downstairs and out.

he should probably thank me for still keeping him alive.

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