“Like I said, I didn’t do that for you. I did that for me, so I don’t have to haul your ass to a medical center at this time of night.” I step closer. “All because you’re too much of a loser to make good decisions.” With a click of my tongue, I take in the way his eyes narrow in response, his chest rising and falling faster now. “Don’t fucking flatter yourself. I wouldn’t ask for your help if you were the last person on earth.” He spits the words out. “You can’t even make a good choice while sober. Doubt anything’s changed. Like you’d know how to get through a single day without relying on
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