Maybe I don't want her back?

"Take a deep breath" Beth said," You're fine, I think you choked on your own spit..."

Brittney nodded, her face red and anxious. She had woken up with a coughing fit and fear that she was going to die. Beth assumed that it was because she had drank too much and choked on her own spit.

Brittney went back to sleep and Beth sighed," They were supposed to be booking flight tickets to America, but Rebecca had gone out to get some necessities on her own for fear that someone would notice if more than one of them was present, besides Brittney was too drunk to actually walk anywhere. This was a bother but what else were they supposed to do? If they left her alone she could die.... or as seen, choke on her own spit.