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“What are you talking about?” I look back toward the bar, but of course he’s not there.
“That man you were just rubbing up on was Percival Snow, the CEO of Snow Chronicle. Only you would throw yourself at one of the most eligible bachelors in the city.” Carrie laughs at me.
No way, Percival Snow owns one of the longest running newspapers in the country and I just made a fool of myself.
“Oh crap.” I let my head fall down to the table with a thud.
“I’m not surprised you didn’t recognize him. Honestly, has anyone ever gotten an interview with him? I don’t think anyone besides the people that work for them have spoken to anyone in the Snow family for more than two generations. I’ve never seen anyone so secretive.” Carrie shrugs and turns when a man wearing a denim shirt and cowboy hat taps her on the shoulder.
One more drink turns into two more and by the time I realize just how drunk I am I can barely walk straight. The goal of tonight was to drink enough to forget all my woes.
Mission accomplished.
Keg Gardens is about five blocks away from the apartment complex that Carrie and I live in. The neighborhood is relatively safe, so I don’t think twice about the two of us walking home together.
“Madison really missed out tonight. I got three guys’ numbers!” Carrie shows me her cell phone like I could magically peer into the phone’s software and pick out the three new numbers in there.
“Look at you, a regular lady casanova.” I hiccup and grab hold of her as I stumble slightly.
“You’re such a lightweight.” Carrie jokes, wrapping an arm around my waist to hold me up right.
“Not my fault.” I hiccup again.
It’s such a beautiful night out, at least I think it is. It might be the booze or the fact that I am pretty sure this was going to be the last good day I would have in a long while, but everything seems so much brighter than usual.
“Come on, let’s show Madison what she’s missing.” I smile bright and pull out my own phone.
“What? No, don’t call her now. It’s so late. She’s probably asleep.” Carrie says.
“Hush, I’m not going to call her.” I activate the camera on my phone and raise it in the air so we can take a selfie.
“Say cheese.” I press the little red circle at the bottom of the screen.
We stand there for a few seconds just laughing and waiting.
“Hey dum-dum, did you press it? I think you’re taking a video.” Carrie says, but doesn’t stop posing.
“Sugary shit, I think I am.” I don’t put the phone down or stop recording, I simply stare at it waiting for it to take the photo.
Carrie throws her head back with laughter and pulls my hand down to turn the phone off. “Girl, you need a bed and water.”
“Yes to all of that.” I slip the phone back into my pocket and the two of us walk the last three blocks to the apartment building. Singing and swaying every step of the way.
Tonight is a good night, but even in my intoxicated state I know that tomorrow is going to be hell.
4
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The soundof birds chirping outside my window sounds like nails scraping against my eardrum. I try to open my eyes, but even the effort it takes to move my eyelids makes me feel like my head is about to explode.
I’ll take death over this feeling. Okay, that’s an exaggeration, but this is the worst I’ve ever felt in my life. What the hell would make me think I’d be able to drink that much? Carrie.
Shoot, I don’t even remember getting in the house. I hope she made it upstairs okay. I force my eyes open and the rays of the sun burn into my retina’s like lasers.
“Kill me now, please just kill me.” I roll onto my stomach to shield my eyes from the offensive light. I force my leg off the bed and my foot slams onto the floor sending vibrations rippling through my body and into my head. “Ugh.” I reach out and almost knock over a strategically placed soup pot.
After I get my body down to the floor I crawl slowly out of the room and into the living room where I see Carrie still sound asleep on my couch. She has a pot in front of her face as well. I wonder who’s idea it was for us to do that. Whoever it was, we’re smart.
