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Jeremy was meant to be going to the bar for a few drinks, but seeing a drunken bonnie, changed his night and he was finally able to get her to leave and back to his before she passed out on the couch. He grabbed her a glass or water and two advils for the next morning and he assumed she would need them.
The following morning, jeremy had woken up, and bonnie was still asleep. He made his way to the kitchen to grab himself a coffee before hearing another mumbling and moved into the lounge coffee in hand “that is not something someone like us should say.” He chuckled a little, assuming this was likely the first time she remembered seeing him.
Bonnie sat up, her head hurting. She moved to take the meds and looked at Jeremy, seeing he had coffee. “You have anymore of that,” She ask as she stood up. “You’re telling me when you died and came back that you didn’t feel a little bitter,” She said.
Jeremy watched the other and laughed a little before nodding his head. "In the kitchen" he admitted. Hearing her following question he frowned a little. "I mean that has happened a few times with me.." he reminded her. " I was a little bitter, but then the person I was bitter at was because they sacrificed their life for me even though I was already dead.." he reminded her.












