#19676 - I follow him into the kitchen and observe him set his glass on the table and before he can do anything more i slide into his meat suit and grab the wheel turning him into the fridge and staring intently at the contents, I slide back into autopilot letting him have himself back slightly confused but now wondering about a drink; when you take control of the living for a side of life while waiting for a fast ride into the great beyond you learn to read face and body gestures, once I feel like he's had the time to contemplate how much alcohol to add to his relaxation drink, I grip the controls and grab an orange juice concentrate shot of mine/Lilly's and the orange juice, turning towards and setting them onto the counter I ease off and let him back in; the process continues until he's successfully poured Molly's cocktail of choice baffled at why this drink is A.
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