‘At work, spaz!’, you jested. ‘No. Where in the hospital are you?’, came a new message. Why did I want to know? What difference did it make...? ‘In the concourse, getting something from the vending machine’, you answered, adding, ‘why?’. ‘Meet me near the toilets at the end of the corridor!’, came the surprise response. Suddenly your mind started racing. I was in the hospital! At 2am!! The shock temporarily stunned you but you quickly recovered replacing stunned confusion with the instant. She keeps pulling tighter on the cord, admiring the way it bites deep into Jenna's neck and feeling the thrill of knowing she is in control at last. Jenna's life is fading away in her hands, and she enjoys it. Jenna's body heaves with the effort to draw in some air, she struggles and fights for the air she can't have. The strangling sensation in her chest completely overpowers all other sensation and she claws weakly at the cord around her throat. Her body writhes desperately, trying to find a. The lights were too bright, the crowds too loud. Eventually, I cracked.“Jenna, we should really go home.” My voice sounded loud, unnecessary, the most blatant and unwelcome of interruptions.My sister looked at me, faintly disoriented as though she’d forgotten I was there.“Right.”Noah shifted as she stood up.“Well, we should do this again sometime,” he said as though he were talking to both of us.“Of course,” Jenna gushed and they smiled and looked at each other and wouldn’t stop looking until I. Admittingly I love flirting with an all the men in hopes of getting bigger tips. It makes me feel a little dirty but I like that. To be honest, I’m lucky to even have this job. If my aunt didn't know the owner and sing my praises on my mixology skills, my resume wouldn't have even been looked at. By the time 12:00 am rolls around I haven’t stopped and I’m starting to get a little tired. I feel a small finger tap me on my shoulder from behind. I turn to see Brandi, a 5 foot nothing petite blond.