Rm 409, Saturday morning
"Oh my gosh," Amber mumbled herself completely awake. Her head was throbbing and she was cursing herself for an idiot. "No wonder ma just keeps drinkin' one after the other. I bet she never get's to feelin' like this." She was never drinking again even though seriously? She hadn't had that much to drink last night. More than not it was all in her head.
She stumbled out of bed in search of her robe, oblivious to any Fandom weirdness that was currently going on. "I need juice and some Fruit Loops." As soon as her head quit swimming, she would head to the common room in search for both. Right now, her robe and aspirin were her first priority.
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