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Chapter Forty-seven| Don't Trust

I opened the door and found Jason standing by the door holding his pack of beers in his hand, putting my hand on my hip I cocked my head to the side.

"I figured I might as well come to get drunk here instead of having Keith call you every night to come fetch me," he explained and I closed my eyes shaking my head.

"No," I answered, getting drunk every night was now some sort of a hobby for him, every single night.

"Believe me, it's easier this way and it saves you the trip," he said walking inside my apartment and placing his alcohol on the counter. 

"Why do you even need to get drunk every single night?" I asked him and he smiled sitting down and opened a can of beer. 

"Because I get to spend some time with you

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