i need another shot.

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she moved her hand slowly before looking away.
"I need another shot." she whispered before rushing into the kitchen.
i felt awful. almost like i had made her uncomfortable. i heard her pouring out two shots, but didn't go in to check on her. the clink of the two glasses on the counter echoed as she placed them back down after drinking them, then her footsteps got fainter, until she was no longer in the kitchen.
i wasn't sure where she was, but i could hear her talking to someone. it was quiet, too quiet to hear anything she was saying, but her muffled voice was still audible.
i opened my book, sitting alone and reading with the hope that she was okay.
i looked still, calm and relaxed, but inside, i was panicking.
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i'm going to be doing a chapter from Cordelias pov next!! coming tonight lovelies <3

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