IF Side Story 01: Day 19

#IF Side Story_ 01

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“Ugh, fuck....”

I opened my eyes, drowning in a hangover.

A sweet smell was creeping up from inside my mouth.

I wasn't exactly in a pleasant mood.

By habit, I reached an arm out to the side and groped around, only to feel a cold, empty sheet.

It looked like Ceres had gone to work early again today.

I fumbled around the headboard and snagged the vodka!

“Hah... this is why you cure a hangover with liquor.”...