I groan as I get woken up by some rays of sunshine. It must be around noon. My breath tastes like alcohol and cigarettes. So does the room. I open my eyes. You lay next to me on your stomach, still completely out of it. The party last night must've been wild, especially because I barely remember anything. We are in some hostel room, though I can't recognize which one. I groan again and let my head sink back onto the pillow. My eyes wander over to you.
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15/06/2025