Mira's POV “Ms. Blackwell, Ms. Blackwell!” I heard the faint voice, but I was too tipsy to make out what was being said. “Whiskey on the rocks, please!” I shouted, giggling as I drifted back to sleep.“This is not going to work.” Immediately I heard that I had found someone, someone grabbed me, and in no time I was floating in air. I panicked seeing that, thinking someone wanted to take me away, and even though I was drunk, I could feel that something wasn't right. “Hey, drop me,” I moaned as I slapped the person's back, but my words didn't hold any weight, so I left, going on, knowing I had to save myself. “Are you crazy? Let me go!” I screamed as I dangled on the person's shoulders, but the person didn't budge.I wanted to scream for help before we got outside, but the person's cologne wafted into my nose, and I froze. I recognized this scent, I thought, and that made me sober up a bit.“Tired of shouting?” I heard his deep baritone voice ask, which made me stiffen.It was really
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