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Eva

I struggled to pull Erica out of the bar, trying to get her outside into the fresh air. She was dead drunk, stumbling and giggling uncontrollably.

"Erica, come on! Let's get you home," I said, trying to keep her upright.

When we finally made it outside, I realized that there was no driver waiting for us. "Erica, I thought you said you had a driver?" I asked, confused