Chapter 18-2

Over the next half hour, Marley watched hungover college students slowly disappear from the cells around her as their bail was posted. Jamie was still next to her, though, when a uniformed officer opened the door and called her name this time, eyes on a black plastic clipboard. "Marley Hoover? Your bail was posted. You're free to go." Jamie helped her stand. She stretched her limbs before handing him his shirt and giving a polite smile to the officer as she approached freedom. "Marley." She turned to Jamie. "Are you going to be okay?" She asked. He grinned, sending a weak thumbs-up her way. "I'll survive. Just, don't be a stranger." She let out a quiet snort. "I don't think that's possible now." After filling out a few outtake forms, Marley took a quick bathroom break to relieve her bladder and clean herself up as best as a she could. Though she was still a smelly, gross, hungover mess, at least her mascara wasn't trailin