find the bottle is empty
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Go, go, go. Easier said then done. It was all she could think to do now. Just get away from this woman. Ryan didn’t want her around. She sure as hell wasn’t making the bottle anymore enjoyable. Oh, shit. The bottle! Ryan spun on her heels to see where she had left the wine, tumbling to her side from her quick movement. She had to put her palm out to the pavement to save herself from falling flat on her face. But no worries, Ryan easily had herself back on two feet in no time. Upon spying the bottle in Firefly’s hand, she turned to stalk off again. The dorm wasn’t too far. She’d be there soon and the bottle wasn't worth it.


Her voice came again, and Ryan shrugged her shoulders as if the words were tangible and the action could shake them away. But then, she froze her stumbling gait. What did she say? She turned to look over her shoulder, holding her arms out to her side to steady herself. "What?" Ryan asked, voice unnaturally harsh. "I don’t even know your brother," she said, turning her gaze forward again, before resuming her trek to the building.


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