chapter three

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I was done with my two lectures of the day and I was headed over to work.

I worked at a small coffee shop in the middle of town. After my endless shift I decided to get a drink at a bar.

I opened my phone and just then Dee called me.

"Hey Dee what's up?"

"Remember what I told you earlier today about my dad? We still haven't heard from him and I'm getting so worried. What if something happened to him? I-"

"Dee calm down I'm sure he's okay.  Don't worry about him"

"You're probably right. What was that whole thing with Brent earlier?"

"I have to go but I'll call you back when I get home." I said.

"Alright we need to talk."

I hung up and walked to the bar at the end of the alley.

I sat on one of the bar stools. I sighed heavily putting my phone on the counter and crushing my head down.

"I'm sorry miss but you're not allowed to die in here." A voice called at me.

I put my head up and glared at the guy. Wow he looked hot. Ughhhh could my ass stop cheating? Like what was actually wrong with me?

"What's the strongest drink you have?" I question.

"Well I'd say it's the Balkan 176, it will get you knocked out fast."

"Well then give me 10 of those." I said and put my head back down.

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