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Everybody's got this idea that I can't take care of myself, I don't need anyone to carry me.

But thank you. Let's go get drunk!

Alright but if you get trashed I’m not carrying you home. 

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I can! Mmm, okay! What should we get? I can pay! My present to you for getting better and coming back to school.

Alright, sure you can sweets. Let’s go get you some food. At least if you puke later you’ll have something in your stomach.

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No, I didn't mean drink, I meant--we can watch a movie or something, or eat! We could eat! I can sober up, I promise. Real fast.

Believe it or not, they don’t encourage people who have recently recovered from alcohol poisoning and are waiting to start substance abuse therapy to go out. Or be around alcohol at all.

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Well, when you put it that way. Can we do something, then? I-- [giggles] I'm really drunk.

I don’t suggest it, speaking from experience. Unless almost dying in a public park in the middle of February sounds appealing to you. Or if that’s not convincing, I also have a scar that I’ll have to explain every time I wear a low cut shirt from an irrigation tube, and a ridiculous medical bill I have to pay out of pocket. And that’s just the ‘you’ve hit rock bottom’ part, the day to day isn’t a picnic either. Trust me, crazy slut is my title and it’s a lot less glamorous than it seems.

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That sounds like fun! Let's go!

I can do a drink. I’ve been staring at equations like all weekend. Crying? No, I’ve nothing to cry over. There’s a cool bar down the block who’s bartender knows me so he doesn’t check ids. 

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Yeah, I know, but I haven't seen daylight since, like, January. Why aren't you in a good mood? Come on, take a drink with me. Are you crying? What's wrong?

You know it’s only like half way through the semester right? You’ve still got like at least another month until finals studying begins. Sure, I guess. I’m not really in the go crazy mood like you are but someone’s got to watch over you while you do so. 

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Hibernation! I feel like a grizzly bear. I'm tired of studying so I'm gonna make my own fun! And there's delicious drinks to be had. Wanna come?

What brings on this outburst exactly? Most of the time they occur when Star’s written an article but she’s been quiet lately. 

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Welp.

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I'm so fucking done with this semester, I might as well start drinking at four in the afternoon and turn into a crazy slut by nine and jump into bed with the first guy I see by ten-thirty. That sounds like fun, that sounds like so much fun. I'll be the crazy slut. That'll be my title. I've always wanted a title.

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[chuckles] Okay. Not gonna say no to that.

I probably will, anyway, just kinda...how I am. But I believe you. I just, y'know, want you to be okay. Need you to stick around, y'know?

I’m still going to make it up to you eventually, there’s no use arguing with me on that point because it’s happening.

'Okay' is a relative term. I'm whole and healthy, I have a place to stay, I'm not in immediate danger of being kicked out or anything. My mental state is…  alright. That's okay enough. You don't need to worry.

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It's okay, I don't want presents. I just...got scared.

And, and you're okay? I mean you're not, like...I don't know. I'm just glad you're here.

Yeah. Look, you probably figured out by your lack of gifts and cute stuff that I’m your Big. I’m sorry that you didn’t get the Greek experience. I’ll make it up to you soon, but… What kind of started this whole shit-fest was that- I got disowned by my parents last week. I’m going to start working more, and I do have a little bit saved away from that show I did, but right now I don’t really have money to do any cute Big/Little stuff, and that’s not fair to you because I was actually excited to get you as a Little.

I’m sorry that you got me for a Big, and I hope you forgive me Maura. 

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I'm just glad you're okay.

Let me save everyone the trouble of whispering behind my back: I’m back. Yes, I was in the hospital, yes it was for alcohol poisoning. ‘Oh I knew it would happen someday’, blah blah blah. I’m here now, don’t plan on going back to the hospital any time soon, that’s over. So, any questions?

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After about a month of nothing but studying, I'm giving myself a little permission. Cheers.

Getting drunk so early in the night? Cheers? 

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Am I really supposed to stay sober right now? Oh, never mind, found it.

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I'm fine, I promise. Let's hit the road.

Because as soon as I mentioned inviting other people you tried to back out of the campfire thing. Made me weirdness sensors go off.