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The club’s neon pulse bleeds through the haze of smoke and bodies, the bass a dull throb in your skull. You grip the wall, stomach lurching, phone pressed to your ear. The line clicks, and her voice cuts through the music — deep, breathy, sharp as a blade. "you?" A pause. A sigh. "You're drunk, aren't you?" Headlights flash outside. "I'm here. Get out."

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