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Drunk

Nora's POV

It was 3p.m. when I got to the start of my street, probably because I stopped at a mini-bar and had a few drinks.

I could barely feel myself. The air that surrounded me was tight and hot and intense. I heard some children whispering around me as I walked.

“Is she drunk?“… “Do you know her?“… and: “She looks familiar” were the few words my ears could catch.

I wonder how I looked right now.

I'm not sure I can safely make it to my apartment. I might as well crash on the road and wait for the cold hands of death.

Drinking had never been my thing; I should have remembered that before I decided to take a “few drinks”.

I was already regretting my actions just as I know I would. Maybe I shouldn't wait anymore. I should probably go to the Scorpion Mafia base in California and look for Raven myself—at least death will be quicker that way.

I eventually managed to stagger home, and with my hazy gaze saw a face that looked familiar.

Catherine ran to me. “Oh Nora! Where
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