The more Bob drank, the more he sensed that something was wrong.
When did those three get so bad with alcohol? Were they really cutting down on their drinking so much?
Feeling tipsy, he rose to his feet.
Though he was wobbling a little, he was able to get home on his own since he was not fully drunk.
He took a couple steps and hesitated for a moment before leaving directly—he should have stopped imposing on Zoe long ago.
He had no idea if he had gotten over her, but one way or another, it no longer hurt now that he got numb to it.
Wobbling away, he got a cab and left.
When he returned home, he took a bath and got into bed…and suddenly sat up just as he was about to close his eyes!
Wait one goddamn moment! What was the deal with those three?! Was being married really all that awesome anyway, leaving in pairs right under his nose…
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The next day, Sam, Zoe, and Cordy formed a secret chat group.
Zoe, being as excitable as she usually was, went to work immediately and spammed the group with various proposal scenes, leaving Sam speechless and confused.
[Be more realistic. Are you trying to kill me, spamming me with so many ideas?!]
[I'm asking you to choose, not do them all.]
Cordy was on Sam's side. [It still is a little messy. Why don't we drop anything we think won't fly and go through the ones we think are viable?]
Sam promptly praised Cordy. [I second Cordy. She's the reliable one in the end.]
[Watch your mouth, Sam, or I'm leaving the group.]
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