Ariel shakes her head and heaves a weary sigh. She'd cried enough tears earlier that it was a little easier now to control her emotions. But the scene still bothers her - immensely. "Oh Trey..."
Colt rolls his eyes and looks down at Ariel. "Seriously?"
Her eyes narrow at him. "Long story, okay?" She looks back at Trey. "I haven't forgotten anybody, let alone you." She remains calm and speaks as though he were sober, even though she knew he wasn't thinking straight at all. "Please come inside."
Colt nudges her. "Are you nuts? We ought to call the cops, not invite this drunk in."
Ariel turns to him and points to the living room. "I got this. Go sit down and wait."
"But-"
"Please!"
Colt scowls but backs off and goes to sit on the armrest of the couch where he could at least still keep an eye on things.
Ariel looks to Trey once more and steps further to the side. "Please, Trey... I want to be here for you. Let me this time and come in so we can talk. I promise to listen to everything you have to say and no one will interfere."
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