the morning after

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Ugh! Too much traffic!

I slammed on the horn of my car. this traffic was horrible and it was fucking hot and my head was still throbbing from the loud music and drinks from the party. I was going to die inside this car.

I kicked the car. I was so mad. I cant get to my modeling agency because of this stupid traffic. I looked into the mirror and I looked horrible.

oh fuck

who cares if I show up. I pulled out my phone and dialed my bosses number and faked a scratchy voice and a stuffy nose.

julie: hey captian... im really sick today. I think I might not be able to fill in today.

captian: oh ok honey, get better soon

I hung up and pulled out of this un moving traffic. fuck this.

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