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As Berk looked out the window at Zoe, he tried to hold back his tears. The moments he had spent with her replayed in his mind over and over again. After the car started moving towards the bus station, he waved until Zoe's silhouette disappeared from view. On the way, Osman kept asking Berk, "How are you feeling?" For a moment, Berk thought Osman was asking how he felt about having to leave Zoe. But then he understood why Osman kept repeating the question. Berk was still quite high from the hash he had smoked, so Osman was checking on his condition. Annoyed by Osman's constant questioning, Berk replied in a harsh tone, with an irritated look on his face, "I'm fine, don't worry. We're just going to the bus station and getting on a bus. How sober do I need to be for that?" He was irritabl

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