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Chapter Eleven: Marco

Marco

When Marco woke up the following morning, he was surprised by the mess in his hotel room. It looked like a clothes bomb had gone off. In his drunken state the night before, he had carelessly kicked off his shirt, pants and socks. His pants were hanging off of the TV stand, with one of the legs dropping over the edge. A black sock had landed over the lamp shade on the corner desk. His favorite white dress shirt was crumpled up and stuffed into the top drawer of the dresser.

Clearly, Sabrina hadn't been the only one to enjoy a few too many drinks the previous night.

Wow, he thought, as he sat up in his bed. What in the hell happened?

The change of position caused blood to rush to his brain and a thumping headache filled his skull.

“I probably shouldn't have had that last drink,” he whispered to himself. “Or even the last three drinks.”

Wearing only his underwear, he walked over to the mini-fridge and grabbed a bottle of water. The cool liquid soothed his dry throat and made him fe
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