241: Helping Out, Pretty Much

Camilla "Hello, Frankie," I spoke softly, taking a seat next to her. "How are you feeling?" "I'm doing better, thank you," she replied with a faint smile. "Just dealing with a bit of a headache." "I'm relieved to hear that," I said, gently holding her hand. "I wanted to check in and make sure you're alright." Frankie let out a tired sigh and looked down. "I should probably explain why I got so drunk. It wasn't just because of my birthday." I listened attentively as she opened up. "The past few weeks have been challenging. Work has been overwhelming, and I've been feeling incredibly stressed. I thought a night out would help me relax, but I ended up drinking more than I should have." "First of all, I want to say that I'm sorry you've been going through a tough time," I said, gently squeezing her hand to show my support. "Sometimes, we try to cope in ways that don't turn out the way we hoped." Frankie nodded, her eyes showing a mix of relief and regret. "I know. I didn't mean to m