9. Real Life

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When Bob arrived at Maggie's home, he found the door open.

With a sigh, he came in calling her name "Meg? Where are you? Maggie!"

There was no response but a terrible noise of puking coming from upstairs.

Bob entered in what he thought was her bedroom and followed the noise in the bathroom, seeing his friend on her knees hugging the toilet.

Maggie was used to getting drunk on her own, she hated being alone and it seemed to her that getting wasted was the only solution to forget her loneliness.

She lived with Lily, her best friend, but she was out with a potential hook up that night while she was receiving hate on every social platform she knew for a stupid thing such as being friends with her brother's friends.

It wasn't fair.

"Maggie" Bob said with the sweetest voice ever, putting her hair in a pony tale with his hand while the other caressed her back.

"Please, don't tell to Devon that I got drunk again" she cried still on the floor.

"I won't" he smiled "C'mon, I'll help you"

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