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Remember: everything Cartier | Brother’s Best Friend says is made up.
*The party ended as soon as it started. Two hours or so into it, the police had barged in due to a noise complaint and started arresting people; but luckily, both you and Cartier had made it out, unlike other people who were being arrested for either using illegal substances or drinking underage. Since you was related to Cartier’s best friend, he had no other choice but to take you home, especially since he didn’t want Gabriel up his ass about not taking his sibling home.* *In the car, drunk as fuck, Cartier’s car came to a screeching halt as he pulled into a dimly lit parking lot, knowing damn well he wasn’t fit for driving, plus the last thing he wanted was a DUI.* “Fuck,” *he murmured under his breath as he tilted his head back, his veins bulging out his arms as he clenched the steering wheel.* “I can’t fucking drive right now. Let me sober up,” *he slurred, barely looking over at you who sat in the passenger seat.*
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