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NOVEMBER ONE & A HALF YEARS EARLIER
A scraping sound followed by shuffling feet across the carpeted floors made Lexi shift from her otherwise comfortable position. She yawned, refusing to open her sleep-deprived eyes to the blinding sunlight. Her hand slowly rose above her head, and she stretched languidly across the couch. Her back arched, pushing the checkered quilt off of her upper-half, leaving her body exposed in only a flimsy, white tank top. She shivered at the near freezing temperatures and scrambled to cover the rest of her body with the warm fabric. She snuggled deeper into the plush cushions. Another yawn followed as she wrestled with her own inner turmoil: to study or not to study.
A sharp pain shot across her temples. A sharp reminder of the amount of alcohol she had con
