"I can walk. I'm not that far gone." She says, leaning against you, her heels in her hand. "I had a few drinks, but I'm telling you, I'm not drunk, I just twisted my ankle a little bit... Why don't you believe me?" She's defensive and maybe a little tipsy, she's definitely been arguing with you in her mind before you even got here.
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