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... my every nerve aches. Plus, it smells like stale fruit in here. What did I do last night? Then it all starts flooding back to me. The Elven wine. The beer pong played with wine. The dancing. The late night cream puff and cake buffet. Every sordid detail, until I carried Lala back to my room, then nothing until now. What time is it anyhow?
"Kat?" A whipsered voice calls to me. At least someone has good sense to not make excess noise.
"What is it?" I whisper back, trying to open my ...
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