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"I can't... I can't see anything!" Simon shouts drunkenly, reaching for anyone. "Someone, help me!" He slurs, reaching for the bucket instead. He retches for what feels like the thousandth time and more alcohol spills out. This couldn't be healthy. "Help me," Simon cries out silently, collapsing on the floor. "Abby? Are you nearly done in there? I need to get to a lecture soon." Molly calls into the bathroom. "No, shut up, I'm busy." Shouts Abby as she applies another coat of mascara onto her already long, luscious eyelashes. "I'll just wear my glasses, I guess I don't need contacts today, it's not like I need them or anything." Molly sighs to herself, waving goodbye to the other two girls before leaving the small apartment. Two different people are living two very different lives in extremely different worlds. Is it possible that there are equals and opposites in a person that make a perfect match with another? Or is that just a tale in storybooks? Are some things forever broken? Or can you fit the pieces back together again?
One - Delivery
