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Dustin and Kris stayed in the den with us, though neither of them had anything more to drink. After another hour, my eyelids began to grow heavy. Dustin offered to bring me back to the packhouse, as it was nearly one in the morning. Figuring it would be late enough to avoid prying eyes, I let Dustin drive me.
The world pitched and rolled as I hopped out of the car. I pressed my hand against the cold paint, hoping to steady myself before I fell flat on my back. My legs felt disconnected from my body, moving with a mind of their own. Dustin ran around the front of the car, his hand grasping at my elbow to steady me.
"Thanks." I said, though it came out in a half-tired, half-drunken mumble.
"No more drinking with my sister." Dustin chuckled, his laugh thick and rich. "You can't handle it."
"I can to handle it." I snorted, placing most of my weight against Dustin as we hobbled to the front door.
Dustin wrapped
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