THE KISS

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TATIANA'S POV

TATIANA: Hey wake up! Sean!!

This boy is too knocked out. I can't send these two all by myself, Gabe please wake up.

TATIANA: Gabe!

GABE: mmmm

TATIANA: Gabe! *I smack him*

GABE: mmmmm!

TATIANA: Hmm.... Gabe!!! *I smack him again*

GABE: mmmmm!

What the hell, how am I supposed to...........Oh wait a minute...

I filled a glass with beer.

TATIANA: I'm so sorry.

I say as I pour it all over Gabe.

GABE: Mmmmmm fuck?!

TATIANA: Ah yes.

GABE: TATI?! WHAT THE FUCK?

TATIANA: Hey I needed to wake you up, I can't send the both of you home.

GABE: Fuck! My head hurts.

TATIANA: Come on, let's go home.

GABE: Okay okay.

We started to stand Sean up, it appears like we are assisting an old man, a drunk old man.

SEAN: Zzzzzz

TATIANA: He's heavy.

SEAN: I-I-I m noo

GABE: Uhh yeahh let's hurry..

We're already outside waiting for a cab.

Gabe's really red right now and he looks kind of annoyed is it because of what I've done or is it because his head just really hurts?

GABE: What are you staring at? *looks at me*

TATIANA: Uh uh nothing *stares at the road* I'm sorry about that.

GABE: About what?

TATIANA: About that. *I point out his top*

GABE: Nah, it's fine you needed to wake me up.

SEAN: Wheer-e goo-i-ng?

TATIANA: Home Sean, home.

Finally a cab arrived. We firstly put Sean in and then me and then Gabe. Then Gabe told the driver the address.

TATIANA: Is that your address? *I look at him*

GABE: It is Sean's, he needs to go first.

TATIANA: Good, I thought you're going to be selfish.

GABE: I'm not.

TATIANA: You smell funny.

TATIANA'S THOUGHT(TT): What the hell Tati, you're so talkative. Can't you see that he's not in the mood?

GABE: Thanks to you.

TATIANA: Oh haha yeah, sorry again.

He didn't respond to my apology, I felt kind of sad. I don't know why but sitting next to Gabe feels a lot different. I am feeling this tension that I can't explain, for the first time I don't feel like being me, I want to look proper. I'm actually sitting straight for the first time and both of my hands are in my lap with my bag on the side. I feel like if I move I'm doomed.

I don't know how long but my mind is focused on how long I can take this. I feel so hot right now. I start to open my bag and get my phone. I wanted to check if there's a message from mom. I'm surprised that there is not. Maybe my mom already fell asleep?

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