Wine, a bathtub and a girl

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"Why are you crying?" Asked a innocent voice, directed from my bathtub. when I spun around i found death (still fully clothed) ,knees pressed against her chest, in what peered to be an ice cold bath. I hurriedly obliterated the remainder of my makeup and sniffed "oh n-n-no sorry,it's nothing" I finished sheepishly."I'm just having a bath" she smiled flicking the bone chilling liquid across the bath tub. Silently and hesitantly I walked over and joined her by the edge of the tub."I heard that relaxes people" "yeah, yeah, it does" I agreed.

"Did you guys break up?" Curiosity thick in her voice."Um yeah" I answered a bit uncomfortable by the convocation topic. "How did you-" "I'm sorry, that really sucks."sympathy pouring out her mouth, as if she knew herself what it felt like."No one wants to die alone" you could practically smell the stench of empathy drain from her. I chuckled at her cluelessness, "I mean I'm still young,I'v got plenty of time." She repeated my actions with a little head nod and said "you don't believe that".

She took a swing from her glass of wine and immediately spat it out, dissolving in the water. "ugh that's really disgusting, why do people drink this?" I took a sharp breath in and responded " some people like it because it gets you drunk." "That's good right?, should I have more?" She asked eagerly "no no no no" I repeated, gently forcing the drink out her hands. "You don't have to drink it if you don't want to." "okay" she slid down against the bath.

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