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“Well, it appears you’re a few steps ahead of me, I’m still on that self-destructive path that’ll lead me to an early grave,” she then held up her glass of whiskey before shooting it back, grimacing as it burned all the way down. At least she hadn’t gotten to the point where it didn’t burn anymore, albeit, she felt she wasn’t too far away from that if she continued with how she’d been drinking. And while she had made some very questionable choices in her life she hadn’t reached a stopping point.
“Anyway,” she said, recovering from the strong liquor to look back to Abby, “more power to ya for gettin’ over it. Obviously, there are better thin’s ya can do than just drugs, alcohol, and sex. You can feel alive just doin’ stuff like skydivin’, bungee jumpin’, scalin’ the side of a mountain. Anythin’ to get yer heart racin’ and that adrenaline pumpin’. I don’t think a life of just work is all that satisfyin’. But that’s also just me,” she shrugged lightly.















