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... tried to understand why he was awake. His whole body pulsed, once, twice, before the pain centered on his head and it felt like it was splitting. He hadn’t felt like this in a long time, months, actually. Since he had last drank to excess at Maxwell’s house.
A deep, painful ache in his chest. He still felt like he was splitting in half.
He looked around the room in a daze, taking in the trays of food sitting on the counter and table of the room, the discarded clothes on the floo ...
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