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I didn't make a scene. I just said good-bye, and she walked away. The Greyhound pulled out of the station and I was left alone breathing the fading exhaust fumes and feeling lower than I'd felt in a long, long time.
Seconds later, the El Camino pulled up beside me. There I was, fighting back tears, and the whole gang was there to see. Correction: the whole gang, minus one.
Hyde looked up at me from the driver's seat. "Crap, we missed her, didn't we?"
Fez stumbled out of the back, wearing the same stupid dress I'd woken up in that morning. "Oh noooo," he wailed, "I wanted to say good-bye!" He shook his fist at Kelso. "You made me late! You bastard!"
I managed a wan smile at Fez's ridiculous state. "So, they got you drunk, huh?"
"Well, yes," he admitted. "But I have been wanting to try this for quite some time."
I started to laugh, and I couldn't stop, and I was dangerously close to sobbing.
Hyde stepped of the car and put his arm over my shoulders. "Come back to the basement, man. We've still got lots of beer. Fez is a cheap drunk."
I couldn't even talk - I just let them take me home.