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TCG: Chapter 5

Amanah

I groaned as I pulled the bed sheet over my head. Why is there so much light in this room?

My throat felt sore. I had a raging headache; it had been so long since I got incredibly drunk. I must've had an amazing night. Chuckling, I threw the blanket off my body and slowly got up.

"Good to see you're finally up," my head slowly turned to look at Miall, and I was shocked.

When did he get here?

"Oh, I'm still tired," I whispered generically as I pulled the blankets over my body and faced the other side.

Did I call him by mistake? Most things were a bit hazy, but I didn't remember calling Miall.

How much does he know? Will he scold me?

What if he knew I drank a whole jar of alcohol? Oh no, he'll think I'm a functional alcoholic, and I'm neither!

A core memory made its way to me, and I once again threw off the blanket and stared at Miall.

"You shouted at me last night," I pointed a finger at him. My headache decided to humble me, and I winced, touching my left eye.

"Here you go," he
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