-Damian- I stirred in the bed. Waking up from my sleep with ease, for once. The sun was high in the sky, and bathing my room in bright yellow glow through my windows. There was no loud, annoying alarm signaling that I needed to get to work.This time, however, there was another issue at hand. I tried to blink the sleepiness away as I lay down, but it was futile. On top of that, every blink made me feel like I needed to throw up. My head felt like at least a dozen knives had punctured it and made it throb. I rubbed my temples with my hand trying to ease the pain down. I had no recollection of what the hell had happened last night or how I ended up back in my bed. I rolled over and attempted to get the fuck up. Bad idea. I was parched, mouth dry like I was in the middle of the Sahara, my head was pounding. My bed was too soft, and the sun was too bright. Everything felt so wrong, and on top of that, when I finally decided to move the whole room tilted around me. Making that nausea e
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