The door slammed open louder than I meant it to as I pushed into Sarah's apartment. It was difficult to support her with one arm while I did everything, but I didn't trust her to stand on her own. Just getting here had been a hassle.
"I'm fine, Liz. Just let me walk."
She'd been saying that since we left the bar, but every time she tried to walk she stumbled and nearly fell on her face. Now that we were at her apartment, though, I guess it mattered a little less.
"Fine, but when you get hurt, it's on you."
"So caring. What a girlfriend."
"Ha ha. After tonight I don't even want to validate that."
Sarah glared at me, as if she had the right to, before walking down the hallway, using the wall as support. I thought she was heading towards the bathroom, but she made her way past it and
