On the way home, Cindy Crammer kept sending me messages to apologize.[Jason, I really didn't do it on purpose.][It's just that when I was halfway through buying the tickets a few days ago, Mark got drunk and got into a fight outside.][If I hadn't gone to the police station to bail him out, he could've gotten into deep trouble. You would've blamed me for not helping him.]I, Jason Gunther, recalled what happened a few days ago when I was talking to her on the phone in the dorm.We were in the middle of a sweet conversation when the call suddenly disconnected.I sent her countless messages, but she never replied.A bad feeling rose in my chest. I didn't even bother putting on my shoes before hurrying to her dorm.I scraped off a large patch of skin on my foot against a rock on the way there, but I still limped forward through the pain.Despite being physically and mentally exhausted, I searched until dawn. In the end, I saw Cindy nervously supporting a completely drunk Mark J
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