Kylie Someone tapped me on the shoulder, and I slowly stirred awake. A groan escaped from my throat as I lifted my head, and almost immediately, every part of my body seemed to protest that small movement. My neck ached from the position I had slept in, while a dull headache throbbed steadily behind my temples. There was a horrible aftertaste in my mouth, a bitter mixture of alcohol and something stale that made me swallow repeatedly. I could not understand where I was for a while. My cheek had been resting against my folded arm on top of a table covered with empty bottles, used glasses, crumpled napkins, and unfinished plates of food. Whatever remained on one of the plates had gone cold hours ago, and the smell rising from it turned my already unsettled stomach. “You’ve had a long night, ma’am,” said the person who had woken me. I groaned again and slowly dragged myself into a sitting position. As my vision cleared, recognition returned with it. Of course I knew where I was. Th
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