Where are my friends? (Short story)

Where are my friends? (Short story)

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The last I've seen them, they were laughing at me. I'm awake on this bed and they aren't here, where are my friends?
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There are mornings where you wake up and regret things. I mean, Maddie and I have never been anything more than friends. Best friends, but you know, we were just friends. Last night she came over to my place crying 'cause the jackass she was dating dumped her. And now I'm waking up beside her in bed. Shit.

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