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. . . What a disaster.
I think I will drink all the wine tomorrow until I can't even see straight.
This will be the last time I try to be civil and host a dinner, including my important people. New Year's is not even going to happen, and I will not try. It frustrates me even more because I had something very special planned for Sakura tomorrow, and it will not happen due to two insufferable men.
Typical. And laughable.
I better get started on that drinking agenda tonight.
And he won't even talk to me. I don't know how to handle it.