MESSED-UP REALITY

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TAYLOR My eyes snapped open; it took me a while to finally get where I was. The living room, on the couch, covered by a blanket. I stay still, trying to run my mind through the events of last night. I got a call from Julia and then from my mom. I wanted to forget, so I got a bottle of beer, and for some reason, one turned to three, and I was drunk and… “Oh my goodness!” A loud gasp escaped my lips as I realized I was drunk and River had both seen and nursed me. The memories were rushing back into my mind as her door opened and she stepped out of her room. Her hair is in a messy bun on the top of her head, and her pajamas still look neat, as if she has just put them on. He yawned and looked around until his eyes settled on me, then they grew wider and he rushed to my side. She sat on

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