“I’LL go with you,” Sabrina said.

“No need, I’ve got it,” Bettie responded, letting out a hiccup, and staggered off to the restroom.

Lance, facing away from the bathroom door, was gazing out the window.

The sound of footsteps made him turn. The Light reflecting off his glasses momentarily blinded. “Bettie.”

“Enjoying the aroma here, are we?” Bettie mocked.

She had always been mean.

helpless crossed Lance’s eyes. He moved closer and remarked, “I

in catching up with you!” Bettie went straight

her wrist, seeking clarity. “So, I’m just leftovers to

that he had heard her

her wrist free, Bettie said,

off briskly, giving him

unsteady, making

on

in a hallway and confessed,

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