I'm fucking blitzed. Stumbling like an awkard child past one person after another. Their eyes don't meet mine, they look past me. My body's so tired, I feel like I'll collapse any moment. I'm still somehow walking. I hear something shatter and smash in an alley, a soft cry. I'm too far gone to care. The cry gets loud becomes a scream. As I drag my body along, the scream fades.
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