"I WANT YOU TO PICK ME UP."
"—PICK ME, PICK ME, PICK ME UP."
"PICK ME, PICK ME, PICK ME UP."
"hey are you okay?" i shout over the loud music.
"uuuuuhm yeeh!??? whyyt wlse woulnt i be?????" the boy slurs drunkenly.
"how will you get home?" i say as i chuckle.
"bbbbeeeeeetch! thers sumting caaled walkin!"
the boy says.
"alright, okay." i say.
