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Me
Blame the Jack and Coke Jill served me.
Ford
You’ve been drinking?
What?Like he’s my guardian now?With a scowl, I finish the rest of my drink, and Jill sets another beside it.
“Thank you, Jill,” I tell her.
“Anytime, darlin’.”
I unlock my phone and reply to Ford.
Me
Mm-hmm.You know, if you hurry, you might just catch me on stage.
Ford
Lexie offer you a job?
Me
No, but Ray and Jill did.
Ford
I take it Jill’s the bartender, but who the hell is Ray?
Me
The guy who ALSO appreciated my top.
Ford
Drunk June’s a bold little thing, isn’t she?
Bold?I’ll give him bold.
Me
I’ve had a rough week, so sue me.
Ford
What happened?
Me
Other than the guy I made out with ignoring me?
Oof.I am bold.
I send another text.
Me
