>This woman is going to be the death of me. I lug her out of the bar. Good lord dinos are heavy. It takes all my effort to pull the drunk gator up to her feet and stand her there. She smiles and giggles. I do my best to be stern. It's thwarted as she pokes her snout right passed my steadying arms, falling into me and plating a kiss right on my mouth.
>"Lllllooove ya, 'non." I sigh and steady her again. She giggles and sways.
>Like one does as they settle a piece on a Jenga tower I step back, palms out and ready to catch her. She's steady enough. I pull out my phone and open the uber app.
>In the single second it takes me to look down to start to enter my location Nick's already making her way off. She's quick for a drunk. I have to jog to catch up to her.
>"Nick!" I call out, a bit irked.
>"Gotta pee." I pinch the bridge of my nose as she walks into a nearby corner store. I follow her in trying to make sure in her drunken gait she doesn't knock anything over. Or worse.
>Thankfully she makes it to the back. The guy at the counter leans over to look at us as I push her into the women's restroom.
>I close the door behind her and stare at it. God please don't make me have to go in there.
>I hold my breath and wait. I count the seconds. I glance back to the cashier who's already gone back to serving someone else. Damn this.
>After a few minutes I just have to bite the bullet. I push into the restroom, gritting my teeth. Nick's stuffing wads of damp hand towels into the sinks. I sigh and rip her away from her little ploy, not bothering to undo her damage. At least she didn't get the sinks on yet.
>I drag her by the arm out but she digs her heels and stops me completely.
>I look back to see she's pointed at the sugary drinks in the fridge.
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