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Opening one eye, Tony tried to gauge his hangover. Why had he drunk so much lager? He was so stupid, knowing he had to work early.
As soon as his alarm clock went off, he hit it with the bottom of his fist, as it fell on his carpet. 05:00. It should be illegal to wake up at this time, he thought, forcing himself up.
Next to him, a blond girl stirred. He couldn't for the life of him remember her name, having only met her last night at The Astoria nightclub on Guildhall Walk. He panicked. He had to wake her up, help her dress, and sneak her out of here without his parents seeing. Not because he wasn't allowed to bring women home, but because he didn't even know her name.
"Hey, wakey, wakey, we have to leave in a few minutes." He could do without this on a Saturday morning. The first t
