*Georgina's P.O.V.*
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I glanced at the time on the wall clock and it's eight-twenty. Damn, I slept with my contact lenses again.
My hands gripped my hair as I feel my head is throbbing. Argh! Why did I drink too much last night?
And, a deep breath escaped my mouth as I tried to remember what had happened before I get home. Yet, nothing is clear.
It must be Ken or Paul that took me home last night.
Then, I slowly got up and reached for my glasses on my nightstand. I should remove these shits in my eyes.
And, maybe some aspirin and a cold shower can help this headache fade.
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After taking a long bath, I watered Agatha, and then, fed Nina and Neon.
Geez, Natalie Porter. I am pretty sure that she is Ali. And, I have dreamed of her again. Not just a casual dream but a freaking dr
