Girl 1: (Sarah) Oh my gosh, Emily! You have had way too much to drink. Are you okay? Girl 2: (Emily) *mumbles incoherently, swaying back and forth* Sarah: Come on, Emily, let's get you to the couch. You can't even stand properly. Emily: *giggles* n-no worries, Sar...ah. I'm finnneeeeeee. Sarah: You're not fine, Em. You're barely able to speak! I'm going to get you a glass of water, just stay here. Emily: I. Love. You. Sa-Sarah. You'rrrrre a gr-reat friend. Sarah: Thank you, Emily. But right now, you need to focus on getting better. Here, drink some water, it'll help. Emily: *takes a small sip, then starts to laugh uncontrollably* Sarah: Oh no, now you're going to choke on the water! Give it here, let me hold it for you. Emily: So-sorryy...I...I'm.. a** hic** such a m-mess. Sarah: It's alright, Em, we all have our moments. Just take it easy, the water will help with the intoxication. Emily: *leans back on the couch* I feel s-sl-eepy, Sarah. Sarah: Sleep might be good for you right now, Em. But promise me you won't try to walk around or do anything foolish. Emily: I pwomise, Sar. I jussttt... I'll s-sleep. Sarah: Good girl. I'll stay with you until you fall asleep, just to make sure you're alright. We can deal with any messes tomorrow, okay? Emily: *nods weakly, her eyelids drooping* Sarah: You're going to be fine, Emily. Just rest now. I'll be right here if you need anything. Emily: *mumbles* Thhank...you, Sarah. Best...friend...ever. Sarah: You're welcome, Em. Rest well, and we'll talk about this tomorrow, okay? Emily: Mhm... *falls into a deep slumber, her breathing steady* Sarah: (whispers) Sweet dreams, Emily.