THE EVENT

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I groaned, sliding back into the bed and the warm blankets, I knew I was going to regret sleeping but my head just wouldn't give it the quits. The headache didn't go away when I woke up later, even more, groggy and confused than I was. The sun was setting in the distance and I sat up, getting out of bed, realizing that there was a glass of orange juice there.  Did I get that? I reached for it anyway, the cold liquid soothing my parched throat. I was never going on a cruise again, I missed my bed, and I missed my shower. I dragged myself out of bed, really feeling aches all over my body from this rubbish bed. I actually just wanted my shower, the water was always scalding hot. The water was just lukewarm here, it wasn't bad but it wasn't the same feeling as a good, long, and warm shower

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