Clarissa: uh... Sandy?
Sandy: hello. This is Sandy's mother.
Clarissa! I must tell you something
Clarissa: what is it?
Sandy: Sandy's....
Went to the bar....
Then...
He's
Drunk.
Clarissa: oh no.
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Friendships: The Group Chat
RandomThis is a chat story. I hope you like it. This story may have no direction. Pictures are not mine, including the cover photo. Owners get credits. This is fiction too.
