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15-Hangovers, Midterms, Thanksgiving Plans.

OLIVIA

Ever imagined the sensation of a massive brick wall falling on your head or the impact of a truck hitting you, sending you flying over the road with your head colliding against a hard concrete wall? That's precisely what I feel right now. It's like the brick is repeatedly crashing onto my head, and the little guy in my head, meant to catch the brick, is preoccupied trying to piece together everything that happened last night.

The only thing the little guy can recall is Tyler exchanging words with Denny while Emma and I continued drinking. Isabella disappeared to God knows where, and that's about it. I remember who brought us home because Dante told me, and even if he didn't, I'd figure it out from the chaos unfolding at the moment.

Two pairs of eyes scrutinized the five of us, each dealing with a severe hangover. Well, mine was less severe since I took painkillers earlier when I woke up.

"This is seriously unnecessary," Isabella muttered as she maintained eye contact with both
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