Chapter Seventeen

"She's very good. She's the best thing that happened to me", Chad mumbled before passing out drunk on the table.

Camille stared at his figure sprawled out on the table and sighed exasperatedly.

She dropped her bag and began to struggle to help him up just as Charlie rounded up next to them.

"You ok?", Charlie asked her.

"Yeah, I think I can manage", Camille grunted.

"But would you mind helping us call a cab?", Camille asked him and he nodded before circling away from them.

Camille struggled for a little while longer but was finally able to get Chad up on his feet, barely. He was still leaning on her a lot. She reached out for her bag and picked it up with difficulty. After getting her bag and looking around to make sure Chad had not forgotten anything, she bundled over to the door with Chad still leaning heavily on her. Stepping out of the bar, she found Charlie waiting for her with the cab. Charlie helped her get Chad