She wobbled. A lot
She had been drinking. A lot.
He was going to drop her home.
He tied his shoelace
She ran down the stairs.
He looked up. She was gone.
He was worried. That woman will kill herself. Or a car will do it for her.
He ran down the stairs.
It seems she gets more stable the less stable she is.
He missed one.
He fell down the rest.
She met 2 of his friends outside.
“Hey where is he?” they asked
He fell in a pile at their feet.
“Never mind, here he is. You better take him home.”
His pride was hurt. So was his butt and right elbow.
He was completely sober.
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