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Stressed Out

-Conor-

Twenty minutes later, there was a knock at the door. Clay carried in a large platter that was set on the table. Out of a sack, he pulled five bottles of whiskey and set them down on the platter. Clay walked to the door, bowed, and then left the room quietly.

“No- I am not fine at all. Joanne, please bring me one of those. A big one.” Conor requested, sitting up and shaking his head. I should eat first, but I need this so much right now. Joanne uncapped the first large bottle and handed it to him quickly. Conor took the bottle, tipped it back and guzzled the contents until the bottle was empty. “Another one please.” He ordered handing her the empty bottle.

“No, Conor. That’s not-” Bart stopped at the look on Conor’s face. Stop. No doctor input right now.

“This has just been way too much lately… I feel like I’m going to snap from all the pressure I’m constantly fucking under. I know it’s bad for me Bart, but I really need to let go for a bit.” Conor explained as Joanne brought h
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