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I still had on my underwear and bra Please tell me I didn’t blackout hook up with someone I rolled over twice on the bed, and lass of water beside the bed told ht had ended

A pop and sizzle from the other side of the wall that didn’t reach the industrial-height ceiling got h ot stuck in the tangles

Onfro the corner, I shielded my eyes from even more sun Was this aparts? Had I been abducted by an alien approxi?

In front ofat the stove, was the broad back I’d committed to meht blue T-shirt did crazy stuff toto do with how ht I’m delirious That’s it It’s a fever dream and my head is still in the toilet at the Brothel Please let that be the case, and not that I got blackout drunk and puked in front of Ford My silent prayer was cut off when I came face-to-face with the chef

“Morning” Ford turned around with a pan in his hand, sliding a golden-brown pancake onto the big stack already teetering on a plate

“Morning” My voice sounded like I’d been gargling broken glass

“How are you feeling?” Pity swam in his eyes

“Like death? Would that be too overdraround”

“There’s an extra toothbrush for you in the bathroom” He pointed to the hallway behind me

The words were barely out of histhe door behind me

Don’t freak out This is totally fine Ford saw you in your underwear, heard you puke, and put you to bed No biggie

I spotted the dirty clothes hamper in the corner I walked toward it like a person in a horror er on the handle The sled fabric, namely my dress and a men’s button-down shirt, were my own silent horror reel Not only had he heard me puke, I’d blown chunks all over him

I gingerly rested ranite counter How many floors up e? Could I crawl out ato escape and preserve sonity? I stared into my bleary-eyed reflection Of course not

Brushing et rid of the rest of the rat’s nest as much as possible and then turned to face the h the Bluetooth speakers, and the smells from the kitchen made my stomach clench

“Here, have this first, and then we’ll slowly lass of pink liquid toward me