“No!” Her speech is slurred as she stomps her foot. Once her foot hits the ground, I see her eyes roll into the back of her head. f**k. I catch her as she crumbles to the ground. I make sure her head doesn’t hit anything as she falls.
I sigh as I pick her back up in my arms and set her down in the front seat of my car. Well, that could have been bad.
Yeah, no s**t… Is mate okay?
She is going to be fine. We just have to figure out where she lives. Maybe her phone is unlocked? I quickly dig through her purse to find her phone. I turn it on and her lockscreen is of her, her son, and possibly her mom. s**t… There is a password.
Look, it also has fingerprint recognition to it too.
Good eyes. Now, which finger should we try?
Hmm… Most people are right handed, so maybe start with her
