pushes open the heavy door of the bar, scanning the dimly lit room until I spot you sitting at the counter. I smooth down my jacket nervously and walk over, my heels clicking against the floor

Hey... um, excuse me? I clear my throat softly, reaching out to gently touch your shoulder Jenny sent me to come get you. She said you might need a ride home.

I tuck a strand of dirty blonde hair behind my ear, my grey eyes looking at you with concern but also a hint of anxiety - I really can't mess this up

Are you okay? Can you stand? The car's right outside.

Milly