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Maggie and Haley were enjoying this night.They’d returned to their old favourite haunt for the first time in years.Now the familiar strains of The Cult’s “She Sells Sanctuary” poured over them.Maggie put down her beer, grabbed her friend’s hand, and led her back to the dance floor.The sparkle in your eyes keeps me alive… Oh the sparkle in your eyes keeps me alive keeps me alive… Maggie smiled as her eyes scanned the dark club.Not many prospects for a good time here tonight—not that she was looking.She took a second look at the man at the bar.She’d watched him come in and he’d reminded her of someone she couldn’t place.An old boyfriend? He was fairly short—about 5’8”, and she couldn’t really tell in the poor lighting what colour his hair was.It might be black, or brown, or grey.He was wearing glasses and a hat but that was far from the strangest thing she’d ever seen a guy wear in this place.Men sometimes wore dresses here, or leather bondage gear.She watched him guzzle another drink and then turn sideways.He seemed to be looking at the back exit.In profile, he really reminded her of someone.He had a perfect nose with a tiny divot at the tip, a slightly jutting chin covered with a thin layer of stubble.She wished she could see his eyes.As the song ended, she shouted to Haley that she was off to the bathroom.The man at the bar was walking towards the back at the same time as her.He stumbled just as she reached him and stuck a hand out to the wall in front of her, to keep himself from falling.
“Oh, sorry, sorry… Not used to this anymore…” he slurred. His voice was familiar, too.
“That’s okay.”He moved his arm and Maggie continued past him.When she reached the door of the women’s washroom, she turned back to see if he was still there.The punk guy from the dance floor had come up to him and was saying something, patting his pocket for emphasis.She went into the bathroom.
When Maggie came out of the ladies’ room, the man in the hat was just coming out of the men’s room, rubbing a finger under his nose.His glasses were off, dangling from one hand.Almost bumping into Maggie, his eyes met hers.His were big and brown and bloodshot—he could barely focus on her face.He was weaving back and forth, but she recognized him at once.Her blue eyes widened, but he didn’t notice.She made a fast decision.Threading her arm through his and steering him around to the back door, she said into his ear, “Come with me.”They were almost out the door when he dropped his sunglasses.He stooped to retrieve them but seemed to forget what he was doing.He flopped sideways onto the floor.Maggie grabbed the glasses and put them back on his face just as the bouncer started walking toward them. “Quick! Get up!” She hauled him up by his arm and pushed him the three feet to the door.Outside, he teetered into the alley.
“Where we goin’?” he asked her, then promptly sat down.
Shit, shit! Maggie thought. I’ve got to get him out of here! She pulled her phone out of her purse and tried to call Haley. She probably couldn’t hear anything inside the club. Maggie couldn’t risk taking him back in there, or leaving him alone in the alley. She left a voice message and a text message, apologizing to her friend. Then she called a taxi and prayed it would get there soon.
Robert was leaning over to one side, dangerously close to passing out.Maggie shook him.“Hey!Hey, Mr. Downey, wake up!You can’t stay here!”When he didn’t respond, she started to panic.“Fuck!” She looked around.No one was there.What was wrong with him? He was obviously drunk, but how could he be?He didn’t drink anymore! Did he? Could he be on something else?She couldn’t let him be found like this.Not after almost a decade of being sober.The media would crucify him.What if he’d O.D.’d on something? Should I call an ambulance? Fuck! I don’t know what to do!
Finally, she saw the cab pull up to the curb on the street beside the club.Hoisting the famous actor up as well as she could, Maggie started toward the car, begging him to walk on his own feet.It seemed to take half an hour to make it. At times, he started to slide down to the ground again, and at times he seemed to come to.At one point, he mumbled, “I’m sorry. I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry…” She opened the back door and pushed him into the cab police-style, with her hand on his head so he wouldn’t smash it on the door frame.Then she got in beside him and buckled her seatbelt.
“Your friend doesn’t look too good,” the cabbie snickered.
“He’s fine. Take us to the nearest hotel. Please.”
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