The Five W’s
Deb awoke - still dressed in the outfit she had been wearing the day before - in a strange and uncomfortable bed. Her head pounded with what had to be the mother of all hangovers and her mind felt as blurry as if she were trying to see through a completely fogged over window on a cold winter’s morning.
In other words… ugh.
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