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[_drewbarrymore_]

*walking into the kitchen, I pause to check out the wreckage from dinner. there are broken plates and glasses, the remains of the salad, and a bottle of red wine, all on the floor. stepping over it I grab a bottle of water from the fridge and turn around, looking at the table and the one knocked over chair. smiling, one word comes to mind-*

wow.

*I quietly walk back through the kitchen, blowing out all the candles that haven't burnt themselves out, and return to my bedroom, sliding in next to Holly, still smiling.*