Hate Me Offline — The Drunk Call Slip

But suddenly, I wanted to tell him I was Tulip. I opened my mouth. Adrian! There you are! Man of the hour! Nolan and a few teammates barged between us.

Adrian frowned, but before he could say anything, they dragged him off to drink. Mia, about what you said earlier... It was just me and Nolan. You were right. I shouldn't have treated you like that.

But the truth is, I... Nolan glanced at the screen. Take it. I slipped out to the backyard and answered.

answered. Adrian's tipsy, wounded voice came through. Babe, did I do something wrong? Why are you treating me like this? Hearing the arrogant tyrant from the field sound like a neglected puppy made my heart soften. Stop shutting me out, okay? Talk to me. I

feel awful. Babe, I really want to see you. He just won the game. Maybe I could be nice to him. We'll talk about that later, okay? Don't drink too much, babe. How do you know I'm drinking? Oh, crap. I'd never even asked what he was doing.

I can hear it in your voice! Mia! What are you doing out here? Come party! Shit. My name. Wait, what did he just call you?

I hung up immediately. Oh crap, I was screwed. Mia, you okay? Sorry, Tyler. I'm not feeling great. I should go. Just then, two teammates came over, half-carrying Adrian.

What happened to him? Why is he this drunk? No idea. He got off a call and started pounding drinks.