This is fun!
The night was getting late, but the atmosphere here did not subside. People seemed to really enjoy the party whether they were on the dance floor or just sitting at the bar like me.
This is my second glass, I'm starting to feel a little dizzy but I like it because my body feels lighter. How about this? I don't feel like I would stop.
The clock starts showing the turn of the day, a sign that the party will be over. I feel tired and plan to go home soon. I went out into the parking lot and tried to find my car. When I found it, I rushed to my car.
Just before I managed to get into my car, someone approached me. Asked about my condition and advised me to use a taxi or call the driver. I rejected his suggestion and got into the car and said that I was sober enough to drive.
Oh, a meddler. I am more than capable of driving myself. Just mind your own business.
I started driving a car. The dizziness in my head is increasing, and even now I'm starting to feel a little sleepy. But I feel that I can still drive. I have to hurry home. The streets were very quiet that night, so I decided to increase my speed.
*BAM*
I feel like I hit something. I didn't dare to look outside. How about this? What if the one I hit was a human? What should I do?
Papa. I know papa can help me. I know Papa will always help me. I know Papa will do anything to save me. I have to call Papa.
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