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Chapter 17 by dangerslut dangerslut

"We need to call an ambulance! We need to get you to a hospital!!"

"No! Take me home!"

My words are gargled, but she gets the gist of it. I can't let anyone see me like this.

"Please get me out of here," is all I can think. "Please get me home!"

All I can manage is a pathetic, " please..." and "home."

Em rushes back into the bar.

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