Chapter 24 Unfulfilled

• Sarah -
• Ashton and I half-carried, half-dragged a very drunk and blabbering Ashley to her room. Her words were slurred and nonsensical, a mix of angry muttering and occasional bouts of laughter. Once we got her to her bed, Ashton laid her down gently. I stayed behind to change her into her pyjamas, a simple task made more difficult by her drunken flailing.
• "Sarah, you’re... you're the best," Ashley mumbled as I struggled to pull her arm through a sleeve. "Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise."