You’d gone out of your dorm, Friday night, and had a few drinks….one too many. You found yourself on your phone typing messages to Atticus

“I wNnan go boke” “*hoe” “*hoem” “*home”

Your head rested on the bar before a message buzzed your phone

“Want me to pick you up? I have your location?” Atticus sent

“plgewSeee” your thumbs felt heavy as you sent the text

Atticus got in the car and scolded you “How much did you drink?!”