Part 2

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I turned in the mirror admiring my outfit. "Damn girl" I said to myself. I walked downstairs and Odell looked up
Odell: nope walk upstairs
Me: no!
Odell: too much showing and you not
Getting fucked now go now
Me:shutup I'm grown
Odell: ok let me find out. Don't get drunk like you were either. I'll be pissed
Me: I won't I won't
The door rang and Caya was here

Me: damn Caya you look sophisticated Caya: thanks there is gonna be rich white guys Me: you crazy

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Me: damn Caya you look sophisticated
Caya: thanks there is gonna be rich white guys
Me: you crazy. But bye Odell I'll see you when I get home!
We left in her car.
Me: DO NOT let me get drunk! Odell will be pissed
Caya: I got you!
We got to the party and Caya handed me a drink.
*30 minutes later*
I felt so fucked up. Like I had 1 drink but I feel goofy. I was looking for Caya and she was sober.
Me: Caya we gotta go now
Caya: no we just got here
Me: I'm drunk I'm leaving
Caya: well call somebody
Me: fuck you!
I stumbled away and I called Odell
Odell: hello?
Me: get me now
Odell: omw
Me: I didn't give you the-
He hung up. Did this mf track my phone? I sat outside and 10 minutes he pulled up and picked me up and we left.
Odell: WHAT THE FUCK DID I TELL YOU!
Me: a bad one drink I-I think Caya drugged me
Odell: why would she do that?
Me: I I I don't
Next think I know I was knocked out.

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