Too Weak to Move

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Nell and Hetty were out at a bar, enjoying themselves. Then Nell had a few drinks, and Hetty felt it best that Nell stay with her for the night.

Probably a good thing too, because Hetty had to help her up the stairs to the guest room!

The next morning

Hetty figured Nell wouldn't be feeling good, so she made her something that could help with hangovers.

'Knock knock! How are you feeling?' She kindly asked.

'Terrible. I can barely move, my head hurts. Just how did I get like this? I barely had much to drink!' Nell groaned.

'You had more then you think, I saw. And I get it. Hangovers suck, completely! Luckily, I made you a little something that may help speed up the recovery process.'

The formula tasted pretty good.

'Where'd you get this stuff?' Nell asked.

'Overseas. I'd tell you the full story, but it'd take a while.' Hetty replied.

'You sure Granger doesn't mind me staying here?'

'Not at all! In fact, when he saw me making the formula, he thought it was very sweet of me.'

Nell smiled.

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