"Rafe, you're here. Everything's okay?" Freya's sister stops me.
"I saw Freya, but she didn't talk to me."
"Oh. Because she's not herself. She's drunk." I answer, "But don't worry she's fine." I smile in assurance.
She nods.
"Why are you still awake? I told you to go to bed."
"I was a bit worried."
"Okay....