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8

Halo

“Fuck…” I hissed, squinting as I tried to pry my eyes open. My hand raked through my hair,  soaked. Even the pillows were damp. Right. I vaguely remembered waking up in the middle of the night to wet my hair because the headache was killing me.

Who the hell told me to drink like that?

Groan...