Jessica Hoard | After the Party
“I said I was sorry,” he pouted. “That doesn’t change how embarrassed I am. I have to see those people on Monday.” “I know.” “I told you not to have that last martini.” she scolded. “I know.” “One cocktail too many, and you’re out of your corporeal body faster than a sorority girl out of a prom dress.” He giggled. “Oh that’s funny? Shit, Dan, sometimes you’re so nouveau mort, I can’t stand it.” “Snob,” he grumbled.
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