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Hello sunshines! I hope you're having wonderful Saturday.I have two questions for you :

1. Are you okay with the longer chapters?

2. Would you like if I use those fake text, fake instagram apps regularly in the story?


I'll never drink alcohol again.

The pain in my head was terrible and what was more terrible, it was 5 p.m. I smell like drunk homeless man, so my next steps led to bathroom and I scrubbed myself so hard with tons of shower gel, I almost cried. I brushed my teeth then for four times. Finally, I felt like human. But the head ... 

I checked my phone, lots of missed calls and messages from KJ and one message from some number I had no idea whose. Probably bank or something. I clicked on it and walked downstairs, slowly of course, cause every move hurt my head. I wanted to pour myself some water and then I finally looked at the text. I almost choked myself. It was from Skeet.

I blushed and almost choked on the smoothie

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I blushed and almost choked on the smoothie. It really was delicious. Then I spotted my bra next to the couch. Oh shoot. I picked it up, sat on the couch and while drinking smoothie I opened those messages from KJ.

 I picked it up, sat on the couch and while drinking smoothie I opened those messages from KJ

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I laughed and texted him, that I'm okay and alive. He called back immediately. 

"Vics, thank God you're alive. Hi, by the way," he laughed, then cursed.

"My head hurts like hell when I laugh," he explained and I giggled. 

"I got it, KJ. Um, what are you doing tomorrow?" I asked.

"Well, I'm definitely not drinking with you," he grinned and I laughed. But I had to stop too, pain was too big.

"No, no. I'm just asking, if you are free, if you would like to come for lunch, hm?" I really hoped he'd say yes. Skeet and Corin were supposed to go somewhere out and I didn't want to be alone here. And I love KJ's company so much. As a friend, of course. 

"And then we can watch something at my place?" I added and I pictured his smile. 

"I'm thousand percent in, my lady. I have to go now, I'll text you, okay? Bye, beautiful girl," he send kiss as a greeting and we hang up. 

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