I also made sure she got home. Well, I ordered her a cab and made sure she got into it. Before the cab arrived, she quizzed me on whether I looked after KfW2 as well. I shrugged.
"She's my friend. It's not my job or anything."
Again, the details are a little hazy, but she was having issues with her phone and she was drunk enough that she wasn't really that able to type. I don't feel that making sure she was safe was that big a deal. Her co-workers had all left, leaving her on her own with me and another guy from the same company (who was acting weird as fuck). But my memory reckons there was a bit of an accusation in her question. About what, I don't know.
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