Blame the rain. He didn't want to blame the rain. He wanted to blame the walking aneurysm that had dragged him out here in the first place. But as fun as it would be to rub salt in the wound, doing so now could actually be fatal.
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Blame the rain. He didn't want to blame the rain. He wanted to blame the walking aneurysm that had dragged him out here in the first place. But as fun as it would be to rub salt in the wound, doing so now could actually be fatal.
"C'mon, lets get you home." He stood up and helped me up. We walked to my car, but before we were there I stopped.
"Well at least tell me what makes you weak." He turned to look at me and for a seco...