Drunken Confessions

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"I need to get home. I need to talk to them." I say standing, well attempting to stand. I wobble on my feet and hold onto the bar top to balance myself.

"Honey let me call a cab for you, you're in no condition to drive."

"Spencer will come get me." I grumble

"Spencer! It's time to go!" I yell from the bar.

"Please sit down!"

I whip my head towards the three headed lady.

"Where's Spencer?" I ask pulling out my phone.

I hit the contact and call. After a few ear splitting rings a sweet feminine voice answers.

"Jonas? Why are you calling me so late?"

"Spencer I need you come get me."

"Jonas what the hell! Where are you?"

"I'm at a bar. I had some drinking done and now I gotta piss, but first I need to talk to.. to.. ummmmm"

I hear shuffling and rustling around on the other line and by time a gruff voice starts talking to me, I had ended up sitting on the floor outside the bar.

"Jonas?"

"Spencer my man! Whassssss upppppp?"

"Did you get drunk again?"

"Helll yeahsss"

"Jonas what the hell is wrong with you? You scared the shit out of Lacey!"

"Laceyyyyyy"

"What bar are you at?"

"It's just down the house and away from the street."

"What?"

"What."

"Just stay put and I'll be there soon"

He hangs up before I can respond. I put my phone in my pocket after a few failed attempts.

Before I know it a very very pissed Spencer is standing in front of me.

"Spencer? Is that you?"

"Shut up dumbass and get in the car"

"Allllrriiigghhhtttyyyyy" I say wobbling into his car.

"I love you man, all three of you" I slur.

He shoots me a look that I couldn't decipher.

We're almost to the apartment building when I start laughing at nothing.

"What is your problem?" Spencer asks in a harsh tone

"I don't feel so good" I say leaning over

"Jonas I swear to god if you puke in my car I will murder you"

I sit up and lay my head on the seat.

"I gotta tell you something. C'mere."

He rolls his eyes. At least I think he did.

"Stop talking your breath is disgusting."

I start laughing again as Spencer tries to get me out of the car. We slowly and carefully head into the elevator and I slump against the wall.

"Spencer."

"What!" He snaps

"Dude don't yell my head hurts!"

"You are so immature Jonas. What happened? I thought you stopped drinking?"

"I did, but I needed a drink."

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