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April woke up early this morning feeling like shit and not entirely sure why. She was, however, reminded when she saw a note on her dresser.
And then she remembered. And promptly was sick.
Now she's downstairs feeling nauseous and stupid, wrapped up in a blanket and huddled in the corner of a couch near the fire, waiting to be yelled at.
She knows it's coming. It's only a matter of time.
And then she remembered. And promptly was sick.
Now she's downstairs feeling nauseous and stupid, wrapped up in a blanket and huddled in the corner of a couch near the fire, waiting to be yelled at.
She knows it's coming. It's only a matter of time.