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I had been sat next to Mo's bed, waiting for her to wake up. I felt so incredibly guilty for what had happened and knew that staying here, by my friend's side, was the right thing to do. I squeezed her hand tightly, wishing she would squeeze back.

I had tried to contact Sophia but that had been harder to do than I had thought. After a couple of attempts, I gave up, deciding that I could do that later on.

I hated the fact that I had had to end our date prematurely but the circumstances had demanded it. I wanted to get out of my seat and run to her place but not only could I not remember exactly where it was but I knew that I didn't have the energy.

I looked back at Mo, feeling a few tears build up. I desperately wanted her to be alright, willing her to get better.

"Milo." Stefan said, pulling the curtain that separated us from the rest of the ward open.

"How's the arm?" I asked, offering him my seat. He declined and so we stood, looking from each other to our friend.

"Fine." he muttered dismissively. "Are you her partner?"

I turned to look at him suddenly, wondering where that question had come from. He seemed serious, his eyes betraying his concern.

"Why?" I asked in a defensive tone.

"That's what they told me." he said simply, looking at me with an innocent face.

"But why do you care?" I asked, stepping towards him.

"Because she didn't say anything about you and her." He refused to look at me, choosing to take her hand for a moment.

"Why would she?" I asked and then knew exactly what he was on about. The penny dropped rather loudly and I looked at Stefan. "Did you?"

I didn't need to finish my question since he nodded, looking at me with shame cast across his face. "I'm sorry." he whimpered.

"Don't be." I said, forcing him to take the seat. "I only said that I was her partner to get in here. You're welcome to her."

He looked at me with a feeble smile; he was hiding something. I questioned him, eager to know what was going on. "She was drunk." he said, looking to his feet. "I sent her to your office to sober up and when I went to check on her, she was, well,"

"Naked?" I asked, smiling inwardly.

He nodded slowly. "She enticed me."

"I'd have said seduced." I said, looking him straight in the eye. He seemed like a good guy, only suffering from a moment of weakness. I smiled and left him to hold her hand and nurse her back to health; she didn't need me anymore.

I wandered off, finding myself at a water cooler. I got myself a drink before sitting down. Mo didn't need me around now. She had found someone else. I knew that I should have been happy about that but part of me wasn't. Part of me liked knowing that there was someone out there who wanted me like that.

I was so hung up on that that I didn't notice my phone ring. The caller had gone by the time I had realised and withheld their number. I hoped they would ring back, wondering what the hell I could do about my livelihood.

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