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~~DANTE~~
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I woke up around 8:30 a.m., feeling completely drained, and honestly, every part of my body was screaming at me to stay in bed for at least another three hours, or maybe the whole day if I was being real about it.
The air in my room was still cold from the AC I’d forgotten to adjust before passing out last night, and I just lay there staring at the ceiling for a while, trying to gather myself because yesterday had honestly been too much to process in one sitting.
Yeah, yesterday had been a complete mess—not just any regular mess, but the kind that left you lying awake at three in the morning, replaying every single moment in your head and wishing you could go back and do things differently, or maybe not do them at all.
The club drama and what had happened in that pr
