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Eleanor got a few shaky steps in and was trying to focus on the right floor when she was spun around and picked up. She squealed as her legs went around his waist and her arms fastened around his neck. Andreas began walking.

"You! Let me go."

He just kept walking.

"I don't want to go back with you." She began to squirm. Andreas held on.

"Let me go. I want to walk. I can walk."

"I know."

"Let me go. I want to go back with Will. He's nice to me."

"Really?"

Her head fell on his shoulder.

"Mm-hmm, and he listens to me."

"I don't?"

"No. I like Will."

He stopped walking. "You like Will?"

She rose her head. "Yes. He's good. And he's hot."

He just nodded. She frowned.

"What did I ever do to you, huh? You're always mad at me."

She rest her forehead against his and pouted. Andreas stopped walking. Their faces were so close. Their eyes, their nose rubbed against each other's, their lips...... She was drunk.

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