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I sood idea”

“It’s the perfect hangover cure” His cheeks fought against the smile he held back

Eyeing it suspiciously, I lifted it to my nose

“Don’t smell Just drink Bottom’s up”

Pinching lass of pure evil and waited for the detonation,from my mouth or, if I were seriously lucky, it would be from the other end and the humiliation would be complete The drink settled into my stomach like lead and I braced for the inevitable rewind, but instead of creating the seventh level of hell instopped

Ford set a plate of bacon in front of me, and the salty sweetness called toharps I picked up a piece, not sure if the truce in my stomach would hold My first crispy bite set off every taste bud Each bite got quicker as I was assured I wasn’t going to have a repeat of the night before I devoured the plate like a zo some of my bodily functions

“How are you feeling now?”

Full, I leaned against the counter and licked ers “Better” The as muffled by all the bacon shoved in my mouth

“If that’s sitting okay in your stomach, try a couple of these” He lifted two fluffy pancakes frolorious carbs He slid a bottle of syrup toward me, but I picked up the warers

“It’ll help soak up soover” He sat on the stool on the other side of the counter and dug into the other full plate of pancakes and bacon

With the iuilt and huht before slammed into me

I’d puked on him

Had I said anything? Done anything I should run for cover fro weird Maybe we could do this friendship thing He had rescued ht, after all

“About last night…” I picked at the pancake on my plate

“Don’t worry about it You’re in college”