Maison has spent most of her life living a lie, alone and running. Running from her past. But when news spreads in her home town, she packs her life up and runs, anywhere, and preferably something small.
When she stumbles upon Wisteria cove, she se...
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Hang overs have never been my favorite... being drunk, and the event leading up, absolutely. But the second it begins to wear off, and the nausea sets in... I'm toast.
I've been hungover many times, like at Darcis annual birthdays month parties. Or my birthday parties.. All those times we went to the club, or the bars on campus after she finished class.
We've been drunk together plenty of times, and everytime I swear I'm not drinking ever again.
Im a liar, what can I say.
I rub my forehead as I stare at the ceiling above me.
A soft meow calls from somewhere in my room, and I pat around the bed near me, feeling for the familiar soft fur. The cold blanket doesn't tickle my fingertips like Peaches does.
I sit up, looking for my cat.
Where is my cat?
The headache instantly make an appearance once I'm up, and even blinking hurts. I will say, champagne isn't as bad of a hang over as the other times I've went and drank. I get nauseous even thinking about smirnoff.... and pink whitney.
I don't really understand how some people can be alcoholics... the taste and feeling is not fun. Every once in a while sure, but everyday, all day? Yuck.
Another meow drags me out of bed, in search for my baby.
"Peaches?"
"Meow!"
I head towards the only place he could truly be locked up, since my bathroom doesn't have a door.
I pull the closet doors open, and a flash of orange runs by my feet and into the bathroom. I follow the whiz of color and see Peaches frantically emptying his bladder. He glares at me while he does.
