49 : "Drunk"

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When Gage's car parked right out of my apartment building, I looked back at him and smiled. "Thanks." I say. "Not a problem." He answered me with his tightlipped smile.  I was about to open the door so I can leave his car but Gage quickly held my wrist so I looked back at him right away. "Is there something wrong?" I ask. He shakes his head. "I just wanna let you know that I don't wanna see you go to that field trip." My brows began to crease. "But then I figured out that I will be too selfish if I would want you not to go. And I'm sure you won't even let me stop you." He adds. "Exactly. I won't." I tell him. He takes a gentle squeeze on my hand. "I will miss you." I smiled ruefully at him. "You'll have fun with or without me anyways." I stepped out of his car and began to walk i

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