An hour later, Maya was in my room with a makeup artist doing finishing touches on my face..."If you throw up on this floor, Celene, I swear to God I am leaving you here."Maya’s voice cut through the dull, throbbing ache right behind my eyes. I winced, squeezing my lids shut as the makeup artist used a cool, damp beauty blender to pat my cheekbone repeatedly."Careful, Sarah," Maya told the makeup artist, who was treading very lightly around my sour mood. "Make sure you cover the dark circles thoroughly since she decided drinking a full bottle of alcohol was a great substitute for sleep.""It was a terrible substitute, Maya...I know that now," I mumbled, my mouth feeling completely parched. I peeked through one eye at Maya, who was pacing back and forth near the end of my bed with her phone clamped in her hand. "Oh...come on, Maya... please don't embarrass me in public tonight, we have a guest right here...""I don't need to embarrass you, young lady..." Maya shot back, giving me a
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