track #10 : Wasted - Dreezy
"Intimidated, old traumas triggered, and fearing for her safety, she did what she felt she needed to do."
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AMERICA's EYES FLUTTERED open at the sound of her cellphone vibrating on her nightstand. Sleep itched at her back with angst, begging for the strength to take over her entire body, given that she'd been up almost all night, unable to sleep. She concentrated on the sheet of black that covered her small apartment sized bedroom and sat up in the bed gentle enough as not to wake Eddie up. His long arm was still clinging tight around her waist, only stirring to itch his nose before he fell into a slumber again.
America's body was worn out from throwing up most of what she ate last night for dinner.
She'd spent all night out with Eddie and his friends, drinking, that she forgot what day it was when she woke up from the blackout she'd experienced. She was officially twenty-one years old.
The first thing she thought about doing was getting nasty drunk. Ace wasn't a drinker, and couldn't put aside the hate he had for Eddie to step out with her for her first ever legal bar attendance, so he wished her a happy birthday, presented her with an unforgettable gift and gave her a big hug and some forehead kisses before sending her on her way. The gestures were enough to make the day special.
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