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Chapter XVIII
Sarah's POV
My head stills hurts though. Did I drink too much last night? I don't quite remember. All I remember is I sat on the bar stool and ordered some strong drink, and Dete, Nete, or Letey? I don't quite remember the guy’s name- gave me a memory wiping drink.
God, I suck at remembering things that happened while I was drunk.
I slid out of the T-shirt that Mic gave me and combed my hair. My head really hurts.
“Sarah, can I come in?" Mic knocked.
"Yep." I replied popping the 'P'.
“So how's my little girl?" He sang while placing the food tray on my bed. Pancakes, yum!
“I’m fine dad." I chuckled and slightly then rubbed my head since even the light laughter makes the aches ten times worse.
“Head hurts?" I nodded, wait a minute he used that line before.
"Geez Sar, you keep taking my emergency meds." He pouted while giving me the Advil then he slide his wallet on back into his pocket.
“It’s not my fault; remember you're the one who drags me to those places." I crossed my arms.
He took my hand and pulled me close to my bed then ordered me to sit. "Shit, I've been a very bad influence on you Sar." He gave me a small sad smile.
"You have." I grinned. "Since you said that you influenced me in bad ways, I hope someday you will influence me in some good ways."
"Like what?" He raised his brow with amusement.
"Cooking." I said while taking a bite out of one of his delicious looking pancakes. I closed my eyes and moaned because damn, it's delish. “I really adore your foods."
He laughed, “Will do, princess. Will do." He crossed his legs like a pretzel and started to dig in his food too.
“I love reading books also..." I said, but my eyes remained fixed to the screen.
"You're point is?” I heard the pop corns cracking in his mouth.
I grabbed some pop corns and threw them into my mouth. “My point is, so I can also meet a beast. My father will be thrown into jail and I will make a deal with the beast, yad-dah, yah-dah, yah-dah and he will turned into that hot stuff." I stretched because the movie Beauty and the Beast was over.
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