Ana was frustrated

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With a heavy sigh, Ana turned her attention back to Richard, her shoulders slumped slightly. She let out a soft sigh, though it held a hint of exasperation. "I don't know why I am helping you so much when I should be slapping you hard," Ana said with a wry smile, her gaze lingering on Richard's peaceful sleeping face.

"I was, finally having a rare moment of relaxation with my friend, just chatting and savoring some whiskey. But then you swoop in and completely ruin the vibe. Now I'm stuck playing babysitter to you. Argh! It's just unbelievable!" With a frustrated sigh, she remembered her need to call Phoebe. "And to top it off, I left my phone in the car, and I gave his phone to George. Oh god, could this situation get any more chaotic?"

"Oh, I need to pee!" Ana kicked off her heels in a fit of frustration, storming toward the bathroom with urgency gnawing at her insides. In her haste, she didn't even consider locking the door as she hurriedly perched herself on the toilet seat,