Fake Aches and a Drinking Marco.

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"Princepessa." I groaned again. There was that whisper for like the nineteenth time now. Soon enough, there would a be an annoying nudge on my shoulder. "Wake up." And there was that dreaded nudge but not on my shoulder this time but on my arm this time. "Ten more minutes." I mumbled with zero intention of even opening my eyes but to buy me some time. There was some shuffling around the room and the ruffle of material. Ahh yes, the celebration party. I turned to lay on my back so I could let stretch. I heard the giggles at the sound I made. I didn't care because the stretch felt so good. I opened my eyes and saw Bianca and Beatrice putting things together for me on the bed. "Good morning, Princepessa." Bianca teased because it was clearly night. "My gosh, this couch is comfy. How l

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