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“Onmyway,” I slurred. I trudged toward the door that led inside. Mounted outdoor lights lit the way.

Unfortunately, when I reached the door, I couldn't remember why I was there.

“What... doing?” I asked.

“You were going to check something on TV for me.”

“Oh, yeah.”

I pulled the door open and walked into the building. The top landing, which accessed the roof, had the roof door and stairs that led down. The stairwell was well lit.

I held onto the handrail and slowly made my way down the stairs.

“Are you doing okay, Zion?”

“Shhh. Conce—conce—focu—walking down s—s—” I growled. “Climby thingssss.”

I could've sworn Amantha held back a laugh.

“Good job. Keep going,” she encouraged.

After a few flights, I recognized the door with the big 3 on it. I pushed it open and fumbled through.

My apartment door was the first one in the hallway. Luckily, I’d left it unlocked because I had no idea where to find my keys.

I opened the door and stumbled inside.

“Are you in your apartment?” she asked.

“Yeah.”

“Make sure you lock the door.”

I shut the door and turned the lock.

“There.” I thought really hard. “Was I p‘posed to do a thing?” I couldn't remember.

Amantha laughed. “All you have to do is go to sleep.”

The TV was mounted to the wall across the room and the coffee table stood a few feet from the couch.

The couch was right beside me, and, even though it was blurry, it looked inviting.

I laid down on the cushions and propped a throw pillow behind my head. I closed my eyes.

Everything spun. Nausea rose in my stomach, and I felt like I might throw up. I groaned and put one foot on the floor to try to combat the spins. I breathed a sigh of relief when the move did help. My body relaxed into the cushions.

“Are you lying down now?” I heard.

Honestly, I forgot I was holding the phone to my ear.

“Yeah. On the couch. Feel... like heaven. Only thing better would be you here, too.”

I closed my eyes.

Amantha paused, then she said, “Well, if you're going to sleep, I'll get off of here.”

“Want to come over? Mouth, puss—puss—fuck. Cunt. I’ll fuck wherever. You’ll enjoy. We’ll both enjoy.”