I awake the next morning with a start. It is early, so very early.
The mixed emotions from what would seem to be the oddest night of my life seem muted by the pounding headache that cannot be ignored. Fuck! How much had a drank last night? The answer seemed simple: too much. I also quickly realized how cold I was. Apparently Jeff thought that the one flannel blanket would be enough for the night. You make out with a guy and he leaves you on the couch with a single blanket and no
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