Because The Night (The Night Songs Collection) - Plot & Excerpts
In the unlikely event that actually happened, maybe my head would be light enough to pick up off the pillow. The sun blasted through the window wall, burning my eyes. Too warm, I pushed the blanket off of me. No wonder Tristan made peace with what he was. If I woke up feeling like this every morning, I would welcome death as well. What the hell happened last night? The last thing I remembered was going downstairs to the party and drinking the Venomtinis. Plural. And getting really pissed at Tristan, because he took off on me to do God only knows what with that tramp. I didn’t remember coming here, or anything else. The room spun in multiple directions when I sat up. I leaned back on the couch and closed my eyes. When I made my second attempt, I spotted my purse at the foot of the couch. I dug through for my phone, careful not to throw up when I leaned over. It was two in the afternoon. I had multiple messages from Janelle, wanting me to call her, text her, whatever. The words were too hard to read.
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