"I don't think that would be a good idea," Bill said shaking his head again. His voice almost cracked saying the words. He took another deep breath to...calm himself before saying. "I don't think the girls would want to stay here anyway if I stay so I will find someplace else." No Bill," Susan said drily. "I talked to the girls and they don't count in this decision. They told me what happened this morning and it wasn't your fault. They don't count right now. This is between you and me. I don't. Like 80%,” Raven said.“What kind of convoluted bullshit… Did I walk into ‘The Player’s Club?’ Seriously,” I said, while Raven let out a short laugh, then saw that she was being called by another person.“You sure you don’t need anything… cousin?” Raven said with a big smile.“Nah. Matter of fact, might have to show me those moves that got you here,” Lillian added.“What? We both love to dance! Don’t look at me like that…” I said to Lillian.“It’s true, and I might show a little something to you…”. Right?”“Right,” said Max. He looked at Connie, who was holding his ankles. “How many crunches is that?”“I wasn’t counting,” said Connie. “Why don’t you do like ten more and call it a day?”Max was starting to realize that Connie might not be a very good personal trainer. But in spite of her terrible bedside, he kind of enjoyed her company. She had a wicked sense of humor and had already started telling him some really scandalous stories about what the loft had been like in the early nineties.. Stop it. You've been driving all night, Blu, and you're starting to get really fucking loopy. Go get a hot chocolate and wake the fuck up.I took a deep breath and exited the bathroom, walking over to a table and sitting down. Like I had told myself in the bathroom, I got a cup of hot chocolate and sipped it as I read a book from my backpack.I finished up, feeling more alert and awake, and I slung my backpack over my shoulder and marched out.I swung the door open and felt the cold December air.