The Taxi

The Taxi

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As the rain poured relentlessly down on the greyscale city, Lauren flung open the yellow taxi cab's door, sliding in quickly. "Hello." a delicate voice rang out next to her.
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Lauren took out her phone and in her drunken state, clumsily searches for the taxi contact (that she hasn't ever used but keeps in her phone just because) and hits call. The other person answers and Lauren starts to speak while her phone shakes in her hand. "Hey, I'm at this club called Wind Down and I don't really know how to get home. Also, everything's kind of a blur which is weird since I have 20/20 vision. Also, there are people here trying to take advantage of me. I drank some stuff but I'm not that drunk- but I certainly can't drive in this state...can you pick me up right now?" "...Sure." A girl's voice replied. "I need you to stay right outside of the club though. Be careful, please." A tone of worry came into the girl's voice. "Ok...please hurry."

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