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Preston squeezed Greer’s shoulder “I’ets to the capitol okay”

“Oh, all right” I wasn’t sure what to do I didn’t knohat part of Georgetoere in, but I could get my own Uber home

“I’et home okay?”

I nodded “Of course Don’t worry about me Go The country needs you,” I teased

She scoffed “More like a bunch of assholes who don’t kno to make a decision need me”

“I’ll see you later?”

Preston turned “Better not wait up This sounds like a long night for her I’ll probably take her home after” His voice sounded paternal

“Oh, okay” Is this how things were now? Preston answered for ue

They waved as they walked out of the bar together I stood next to the table I had half a drink left I could sit and finish it or brave the street for a ride home Either option was nearly as lonely as the other I slinked into the seat, sipping the rest of the Coso to waste

The tables around roups of friends I told the waitress I was taking a moment to finish and then I’d leave She seeive up the table

Trying to salvage the night didn’t ood night’s sleep before to I could head ho into bed

I pushed the chair backward to rise when I felt it ra solid I whipped around

“Oh my God I’m so sorry” I quickly assessed my victim

“It’s all right, sweetheart” He smiled

I forcedI had run into one of the servers No, I backed my chair into sex-on-a-stick Holy shit