Unwanted Customer
We stayed for another hour after that and decided to close out our tabs. We snuck out back just in case my “ex husband” is still around. The bartenders allow us to leave through the kitchen. It helps when you know people. We run through the back alley and hop in the car, speeding off, making sure no one was following us. Trixie agrees we should all crash at her place. She has an alarm system as well and lives close to the police station (not that that would help very much in this predicament). Plus we were hammered so it is safer not to drive to multiple locations. Practically falling over each other walking through the front door, we crash on the couches in the living room. I go with Trixie to triple check that the alarm system is for sure armed, and I check every door and window to ma
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