The Hangover

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Veronica POV:

Me (in my head): Ow! I have a huge headache. Well, what better to solve my problems than taking my parents' drinks, drinking a whole lot, and waking up on a hangover and ending up getting a headache from it. Anyway, what time is it? *Checks time on phone* Oh my god! I gotta get ready before I'm late! Let me see if I can still stand after the drinks. *Attempts to stand but fails* Nope. No I can't. *Grabs onto bedside* Well, this is going to be a long day.

*Current location: The school*

Ryan POV:

Me (in my head): Where's Veronica? I need to explain something to her and apologize about last night. I hope she's still not mad. Hey. There she is.

Veronica POV:

Me (in my head): Oh no. There's that little heartbreaker. You know what? By the way, what I'm about to say could be just because I still have some liquor in my system: I think if Ryan wants to apologize, he come beg me on his knees. I'm not falling for anymore of his tricks. *Hangover ends* *Groans* Woah! Now, that I remember what I just said in my head, it was the liquor! I didn't know what I was thinking! I'll let Ryan apologize.

Ryan POV:

You know what? I'll just go up to her and say that I'm sor-

*Bell rings*

You've got to be kidding me. Now, I'll have to wait till band. Dang it. *Goes to first period class*

*Several class periods later: Current location: Band room*

Ryan POV:

Me: Veronica, there's something I need to tell you.

Veronica: If you trying to apologize to me about last night, I forgive you.

Me: How did you figure that out?

Veronica: I cried and drank liquor I stole from my parents to sleep after our date and ended up waking up on a hangover.

Me: Wow. Surprising. So, listen the concert is tomorrow. Would it be best if I came to your house and take you to the concert one hour before the concert?

Veronica: Sure. 

Me: I'm glad you're not mad at me anymore. Are you still mad?

Veronica: I'm not mad anymore. Just come by my house around 4:30ish.

Me: Okay. See you then.

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