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Hangovers
(I got more pills, in case you were wondering. But that doesn't mean I'm happy again.)
In Grade Eleven, a few weeks after I stopped eating, I was going to go out with you and Elaine so you two could meet. The night before, though, I had a little too much to drink, trying to drown the demons, that, unsurprisingly, can swim.
I woke up the next morning with a terrible hangover, and the taste of pills in my mouth. I quickly cancelled the meeting, but you and Elaine decided to meet anyway.
The next day you came over, fuming about how big of a bitch Elaine was, which I honestly doubted, since she was one of the nicest people I knew. You refused to tell me why, exactly, you had given this characteristic to her, and to this day I still don't know why you two never got along.
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