Disclaimer: Abby isn't mine, ER isn't mine.
Author's notes: AA is a good thing, and Abby ends up there eventuall, just not yet. She's a teenager, therefore is in the phase where she is invincible and the exception to every rule. But aren't you glad to have a chapter where she isn't guzzling booze?
She was sitting in an AA meeting, wondering why the fuck she was there. Oh yeah, appeasing her friends. Goodie. They might have had a point, but still, she was a kid. Too young to be an alcoholic. Everyone was going on and on about their bottom. She wasn't homeless, hadn't lost custody of any children (hadn't had any children), hadn't ruined a marriage, hadn't lost her family (as much as she wished that she had...), she wasn't facing bankruptcy, she wasn't that fucked up. She couldn't possibly be. She was just a kid in a crappy situation who happened to drink, right?
When she got home, something kept nagging her. She was sixteen. Too young to be an alcoholic. And female. The only woman at the meeting. She wasn't an alcoholic, no; she could stop, just like that. She simply didn't want to, had no reason to stop.
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