Camila and Laura were both drunk.

“We do not need men! What the heck is a man, anyway?” Laura knelt over the table, grabbed another bottle of wine, and began to pour.

“Let’s drink more!”

Lying on the sofa, Camila felt tipsy. The surroundings were shaking. She could not even stand up. Still, she responded to Laura, “Cheers.”

“Cheers!” Laura hiccupped.

Camila covered her lips with her palm.

She was on the verge of vomiting.

cheeks were as red as

are all

days since Isaac left, but

hadn’t he contacted her? Had he

are all bad.” Drunk, Laura continued to

another glass

Longer. Her

“I feel terrible.”

Angela’s Library

door was

her head,

seemed to be standing at the

Little familiar. Who was

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