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Liam wakes up in the chair where he passed out the previous night. His jacket pocket is... lumpier than it was before, but he doesn't quite register that yet.
He groans, suffering the hangover from hell. And then he remembers exactly why he was getting that drunk in the first place, and his head thumps hard against the back of his chair.
"Fuck..."
He groans, suffering the hangover from hell. And then he remembers exactly why he was getting that drunk in the first place, and his head thumps hard against the back of his chair.
"Fuck..."