Re: Call: Sam/Lou
[Slurred, but she's not so drunk that she isn't intelligible or making sense, yeah?] Let me just say it, ok? Before you interrupt or anything, because I know Cris is fucking wrecked, and I know he's pissed, and IDK Neil is any better at explaining shit in a way that absolves him or whatever. [Deep fucking breath.] Cris and me fought. I messaged Neil, asking if he wanted to fuck me, and telling him what motel to come to. He came because he wanted to take me home, yeah? He said he didn't think I should be alone. Ok, maybe he should have called someone else, but we talk a lot, Lou. Neil tells me more fucking shit than he ever tells you, than he tells Meredith. I tell him I'm sick, when shit goes bad. He's easy to talk to. We talk. I thought he got why I was asking. He just wanted to help. [Another deep breath.] I pushed him for sex. I pushed a lot, yeah? I pushed hard. Me, not him. He said no. He did the right thing. He didn't want it, whatever, the point is he didn't do it, and I don't think he was being a motherfucker when he came there. He didn't do anything wrong, and I don't want him hitting a bottle because I begged him to fuck me or something. Ok? Don't be pissed at him.