Chapter 80
It was hot when I woke up, my clothes were sticking to my face and so was my hair. There was a light sheen of sweat covering my body, and it was not doing anything to cool me down. My mouth felt like the bottom of a bird cage and I would do awful, awful, things for a big ass bottle of water right now. Then my brain clicked on, and I panicked. Ivy. where was Ivy? I leaved myself up and breathed a big sigh of relief. She let out a groan and was struggling to sit up herself. “For f***s sake,” she muttered holding her head. “You okay?” I asked, because that was really the only thing that came to mind as I studied her. “We screwed up,” she said solemnly, and boy wasn’t that comforting? I wanted to respond with a great big sarcastic, ‘Well no s**t Sherlock.’ I didn’t, it wouldn’t have been h
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