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"What happened?" I asked her as I was helping her in the car. She was a little calmer, but her cheeks were stained with the tears.
"I argued with Sara over Michael. I just wanted to know if he was treating her right, but she just snapped at me and started calling me horrible names," she said as she was putting her seat belt on.
"Do you want to go somewhere?"
"I would love to go to your place. I am really exhausted and I really don't have anywhere to go" she replied, and I nodded, driving my car back home. I held her hand, trying to make her feel better.
We arrived to my apartment, and I opened the door for her. She walked in, and dad was still awake, preparing something to eat. "Dad, what are you doing?" I asked, confused.
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