I drink the whole thing and am feeling much better. Until I start to feel dizzy. And numb. I stumble forwards, clutching at whatever I can to stay up. I grab the table, sending food and drinks flying. The owner of the house thinks it's because I'm drunk and snaps, "Get out of here, I don't need you ruining my house!"
Somewhere in the back of my mind, I hear you tell the owner that I'm your girlfriend and begin to lead me out of the house. I try to protest but my words aren't working properly and I feel light headed. I fight to keep from passing out.
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