Deceiving Dimitri
Chucking off the cap, I gulped down a mouthful, wavering forward like a snake when someone held my shoulders from behind steadying me.
"That's enough. Let me take you to your home. Give me the address."
I shook my head, glancing up at him. "I. Won't. Go. Home."
"Then where do you want to go?" he asked.
"Mmm..." I thought when my eyes fell on a van, drawn with white floating entities and at a corner was written, "Gra-Gray-Grave-Graveyard. I want to go to the graveyard."
"Graveyard? Alright, I'll take you there tomorrow, okay. Now give me your address, please."
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