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VAGUE FACES

“Zach I’m not gonna repeat this okay, we have to go, come on.” I pull his arm once again and he just gets dragged a bit, with an irritated face.

“Okay, listen. Listen. Take this.” He hands me over a glass and I roll my eyes.

“I don’t drink alcohol. Usually.”

“No, no, no. Just one drink, with me. Then I’ll do whatever you say. A toast. To us.”

It’s really difficult to refuse when he’s being so childishly stubborn and playful. He looks at me with puppy eyes, and I consider the bargains. If one drink gets us out of here, maybe it can be done after all.

“Just one. And then we leave.”

He reaches forward and kisses my cheek lightly. God, he is reeking of alcohol. Yet, his touch is unchanged. How much has he had to drink?

“Drink up. Right now.”

He breathes, near my ear lobe and then pulls back to look at me. I shake off his voice, which was so hushed it almost sounded normal hot Zach and not drunk kiddy Zach.