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"Advil isn't going to help with the moral hangover." Please earth, open up and swallow me whole, please. I move to lay on my back again, covering my face with both hands. I don't dare looking at him.
"I'm sorry I went full mode b***h on you last night, I'm sorry I was so childish and rude and I'm sorry I got so wasted." The words are partially muffled by my hands, and the fact that Nathaniel doesn't say anything produces an excruciating feeling of agony in my chest. I think I really blew it. After a few more moments there's a sudden movement on the bed and I feel Nathaniel's hands over mine; I let him move them away from my face,
