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~* But You Can Choose... *~
Regina leaned closer, nudging her shoulder. “Hey, that’s her loss, remember? I mean, I never thought about the possibility of dating another woman until you told me you thought that was a date, but I have to admit I had a lot of fun, especially after the third glass of wine.”
Allison giggled. “I thought it was coffee?”
Moira laughed quietly. “Coffee was a few hours before the wine, dear. Like I said, I crashed on her couch, mostly because I was too drunk to find my way to the door.” She paused, giving us a serious stare.
“Word of advice, girls, stay away from alcohol. The hangover is not worth it. Friday morning with Regina and the porcelain goddess as my witness I swore off alcohol for life. It’s caused me nothing but pain.” |