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Chapter 8: Blame It On The Alcohol

Jasmine's POV 

I received a phone call from my little sister right after I stepped out from my place of employment. She needed me to come get her and take her home from a bar-- she'd had a few drinks. And by a few drinks, I mean she'd been heavily drinking and now she was intoxicated. 

I found the bar after walking for half an hour. She was sitting at a table surrounded by beer bottles. Her eyes were slightly closed and she was holding onto a beer bottle like she was holding on for dear life. 

What the hell?

"Zen, what are you doing?" I asked furiously, embarrassed to see her in such an unusual state. 

"Hi *hiccup* Jassy," she answered. 

"Come on, get up. I'm taking you home!" 

"No, I'm not ready yet anymore. I need to finish drinking this beer." 

"What the hell are you doing Zenia?" I asked angrily. 

"Drinking this beer. I just told you that. Duh!"

"Zenia, listen to me. You need to s

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