LESLIE'S POV“Travisssss,” I call drunkenly, freeing myself from his hold so I can grab his cheeks, “It’s you.” “Christ, Leslie. Just how much did you drink?” He mutters with a silent curse. I let go of his cheeks so I can count my fingers, “Five….no, six. Oh, it’s seven. Or was it eight?” I shrug
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