"Hi, Pops." she greeted him in a lazy mumble, not really in the mood to move
as she then let her eyes move where they could to take in their
surroundings.
What the hell had happened and and where were they...?
"Sam..?" she asked, not really sure and her voice saying as much as she
spoke "Did we get drunk or something... with my father...?"
She started to roll over, feeling like she had a hangover and groaning as
she flopped her arm on her forehead.
"Oh god.. we didn't take him to Chippendales with us did we?"
Sam:
"Good God no," Sam corrected her. "You've been sick. I have no idea what
you've been drinking because I wasn't there, but it that's what caused this
you better remember because I don't want you doing it again. You scared the
life out of me!"
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