Nick's Perspective
Ugh, I really shouldn't do this, but screw it!
I grab the bottle of vodka and pour myself a shot, another, another, another, another, another, and another. Everything goes black. I wake up to the sound of worried voices. "Ah, what's happening..." "Nick, you're awake!" "Me and Tara were worried sick!" said Dracy. "I think I might have had too much to drink... What time is it?" "It's 4 AM. Why?" "I'm really tired. I think I'm just going to go back to sleep." I get up and walk to my bed. Charlie guides me, and I flop onto the bed. "Nick?" "Yeah..." "Just letting you know, I'm sleeping with you." "Okay, Char."
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