Your phone ring in the night. You open eyes as you open your phone.
Hazza-Hhiiiiiiiiiiii
You-hi Harry? Are you okay?
Hazza-Yup I am had to much to drink I want to be your kitchen sink.
You- Where are you I know you are drunk.
Hazza-How did you know. I could be as somber as snow. Hahahahah
You-you are Dr. Seuss when you are drunk
Hazza-I am not. Why do do say such rot.
You-I am coming to get you I know where you are.You get up rubbing your eyes sliding on clothes and refreshing up and head to the car with the keys.
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