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bar tonight." Clara said wh

heard her friend's voice. " It'

an go to the bar any day. It doesn't have Friday."

out me. I have a lot

e." Clara pleaded with a puppy dog face. When she saw that Lorett

was a secret investigation, moreover sh

empted to peep o

etta shut the f

l you. Just with me. You don't have to d

" Don't you have

y one that I have. My

upposed to convince me? You

k good. Have you seen this?" She tw

Loretta replied to knock her friend's ego do

see one." Clara waved

think a

at 'Desire

eed to this." Lo

." Clara called as she

handful. There was a lot that they c

ough the statement, and a name caught her attention. The Desires Bar. It was highlighted.

ame almost immediately, and she could almost imagine her g

n. It's no wonder how I manage t

she would be in her house sleeping and sipping a dri

ar. A bouncer opened the door for her

. Music blared from the speakers. It had a p

in a secluded area with two of her friends. Trust Clara to bring the world out when

n she reached the table. She exchanged a kiss on the ch

u missed me." Clara repl

runk. When did you get here?" She asked as

he got here. " An hour ago or so. I'm fine, just a

ied, and the other

ed our asse

e celebrating?"

iness." Clara repl

mess. You need to go ho

my only mistake was drinking befor

d and turned to the other girls, they chat

." Amy said, after

would never. I've j

he jobless bunch." Ava re

solutely not what you think. Y

Aren't you going to drink any

to take - her home" She nodded a

" They

, Clara had collapsed,

**

ara complained the next morning when

you were chugging down that

every night, didn'

hangover." Loretta replied as she han

you have for this tardiness?" She asked. The uno

yelling

t now? You better pick up

orkstation for another, except it was an official assignment.

n a friend who refused to know her alcohol limit, and

on't me

to say I told you so."

don't you?" Clara said, b

ed," I got i

of herself dancing with a bottle and muttering gibberish."What's wrong?" Clara asked as Loretta walked back in