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I shot straight up, gripping the sheets beside me.

"God.." I moan, rubbing my head. I look beside me, the darkness slowly getting less saturated around my room.

I focus my eyes on Reed, who is sleeping peacefully under the covers, small snores being heard.

I smile to myself. I must've partied to hard yesterday.. hell, how did I even get home? My thoughts run.

I then pat the bedside table, trying to find anything to cure my dry mouth.

My hands eventually come across a water bottle. Not hesitating once, I grab a pill bottle of aspirin and down the water.

I sigh, satisfied that my pounding headache would soon relieve.

I blink my eyes hard, wiping away the loose tears that wanted to fall from waking to fast.

my eyes wander to the clock. 5:46 am.. it read.

I look once more at Reed, watching them shift around in their sleep.

"Might as well go back to bed." I grumble, wrapping my arms around Reeds waist.

I hear them sigh, snuggling slightly backwards into me. I grip them tighter, shutting my eyes.

I fall asleep.

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Italian..! ITALIAN!

I wake up, slightly confused on where I was at.

I sigh, falling back into bed with my hands on my face.

my head was slightly better, still mostly hurt like hell.

that's alcohol for you.. I chuckle to myself.

I slowly drag my legs to my closet, groaning as I put on an outfit for today.

it was casual, a hoodie and ripped black jeans.

I walk into the kitchen, Reed facing the oven.

I hug their waist, kissing their shoulder.

"Good morning." I yawn.

"Did you sleep well?" Reed asks.

"Of course I did." I lied, knowing damn well I was partying the night before.

I sit there for a moment longer, watching them break the eggs apart.

"Do you want a tuna sandwich?" Reed stops stirring the eggs that are close to being done, and looks at me.

"Like every other day." I smile, kissing their cheek and sitting down at the table.

They smile at me, turning back to the stove.

I sigh, looking out the window. Now that I think about it, my headache is getting worse.

I rub my head, making way to rub my nose.

Reed walks over, placing a sandwich and a plate of eggs on the table.

I sip my coffee, my tail twitching as I took a bite of the sandwich.

Reed looks at me, taking a bite of their eggs.

"Yes?" I say, taking another bite.

"Oh nothing." They smile, I laugh.

I push my chair back, picking up my dishes and walking to the sink.

"You ready to go to the mall?" I ask.

"Duh, I love the mall." They say smiling at me. "Well uh, I have to go get something quick." I said, going up the stairs.

I open the bedroom door, grabbing my bottle of Aleve and dry swallowing 2 pills.

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