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JOHN’S POV.
Panic seemed to light up on her face, as she realized I had drugged her. She closed her eyes tight, and opened them wide.
“Damn you. You drugged me. Why? John, you…” She managed to say, and blinked rapidly, trying to clear her vision, which was probably blurry, and a little dark.
I twirled my drink in my glass. “Relax. Nothing’s going to come out of you fighting anyway.” I said, with a smile.
Her eyes filled with angry tears, and she held her head, trying to breathe calmly.
“It was so hard to get this drug, you know?” I said, and looked at her glass.
It had actually been easier than I expected. Emily had been so easy to fool. First, she had sweetly waited for friends that would never come, and had easily fallen for my trick when I asked to see the fastest drinker.
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