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Jay found herself seated in a random bar trying to drink away the stress she was feeling. Her father was just a small portion of her problems and there were others that consumed her thoughts often. President Rue had been pressuring her to convince Olivia to return to her family, CEO Rue had been trying to squeeze updates out of her, and Olivia was going to have a baby. Jay knew that Olivia's pregnancy was not her problem, but she felt partly responsible for it.
"I think you are done," said the bartender. The man snatched Jay's phone and started to scroll through the contacts. "Pick a letter."
"Mmmโฆ" Jay hummed, her eyes were so heavy she could barely open them.
"Mmm? M. Done." The man handed Jay back her phone and served her what he said was her final round.
