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Sobering up was, as usual, horrific.
Mimi woke face-down in the park, grass up her nose and dirt in places she didn't care to think about too much - even though she was used to it. The realization of where she was, followed immediately by the memory of the bizarre hallucination she had, is enough to make her drag herself to her feet, intent on finding her dealer.
What she finds, instead, is a room key.
The one she remembers from what she thought was a hallucination.
Suddenly, getting high again is a lot lower on her list of priorities.
Mimi woke face-down in the park, grass up her nose and dirt in places she didn't care to think about too much - even though she was used to it. The realization of where she was, followed immediately by the memory of the bizarre hallucination she had, is enough to make her drag herself to her feet, intent on finding her dealer.
What she finds, instead, is a room key.
The one she remembers from what she thought was a hallucination.
Suddenly, getting high again is a lot lower on her list of priorities.