The OC

“Marissa!” Alex yelled as she caught her around the waist. She looked at the sleeping beauty in her arms, Alex slapped her cheek a bit, but she was out cold. Alex sighed as she managed to carry Marissa into her office and lay her on the couch.

“Shouldn’t of gave her that.” Alex a dit to herself as she took a siège at the table, tableau and took a swig from her bière that she had left there earlier.

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The doorbell rang loudly throughout Julie’s trailer as she was doing her hair in the bathroom.

“Just a minute.”...

Marissa walked back to Alex’s office and sat back down on the couch. She drained the contents of her flask and fell back on the couch. She felt rather sick and dizzy from her alcohol consumption and soon everything turned black, Marissa had passed out again.

Marissa awoke to someone shaking her lightly.

“Marissa, wake up.” came a voice from above her.

Marissa opened her eyes to find Alex standing above her.

“My shift’s over, we can go now.” Alex a dit as Marissa sat up, cradling her pounding forehead.

“What time is it?” Marissa whispered

“It’s about 11:30, my shift lasted a little...

“I take it that was your mom?” Alex a dit as she stepped into the room. Marissa looked up from staring at the floor, having not noticed Alex standing there earlier.

“How’d toi guess?” Marissa a dit as she went back to staring at the floor. Alex just shrugged and grabbed the balai, genêt à balais that was leaning against the wall. She began to sweep up the broken glass when Marissa quickly got out of her siège to help her.

“Here, it’s my fault, I’ll do it.” Marissa a dit as she grabbed the dustpan from behind the door.

“No it’s okay, I got it and besides from what I just heard, it sounds like...