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     one too many wasn’t a phrase that would accurately describe miran’s current drunken state. had half the bar would be a more accurate estimate of the alcohol currently flowing through her system. it had started out in celebration. getting news that she would be cast as regina george in the latest broadway showings of mean girls was an accomplishment to be celebrated. but a few drinks in the first person she wanted to tell was hans. and then she thought about how she’d have to leave him. and then her mind wandered to why it was she was so upset about not being within driving distance of him. and then she thought about how she couldn’t tell him why leaving was upsetting. the drinks helped her not to think. at some point even the bartender was tired of her, and called the last dialed number on her phone, and when hans arrived she drunkenly fell into him. pride and shame no longer a key characteristic in her personality. “hans head!” she giggled as her hands fell on his biceps and gave firm squeeze. “ohh.. have you been working out? for who?” she peered up to him with a dazed smile before the giggles took over. “come drink with me!”