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Clay chuckles, covering his face, but there’s no humour in it. “Again, what makes you think you deserve to know? I mean,” He leans on the wall for balance, because his whole body is shaking now. “I’d love to. I’d love to lay it all out for you and tell you exactly what’s happened to me. But that’s something I swore I’d never do sober, and since I’m not drinking anymore, looks like you’re out of luck.”