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Andrew went back with me to the pack house and I went directly to my room while Andrew went to the kitchen to get some water. I removed my jacket with shaking hands and dive to my bed. I was glad that I was already in a quiet place and alone in my room. I thought I could withstand it but my body just gave up and I was even horrified at the scene in the restroom. Andrew knocked once before he pushed the door open bringing a glass of water with him. I sat and looked at his soiled shirt. He was wearing a mint green shirt and the alcohol stain was visible running down to the hem of the shirt. "A-are you okay?" I asked as I received the glass of water. Andrew smiled at me. "No big deal. Are you feeling fine now?" He asked and sat beside me. I drank the water almost immediately draining th

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