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THIRTY FIVE

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It wasn't like April wasnt used to drinking, it was just that she was the worst there was with alcohol, and one would think that she would learn from the excruciating hangovers but she just didn't, perhaps she would have gotten drunk if she had. It was well into the day now and it was safe to say that she still felt like shit.

But of course, that didn't stop her from going out with Micheal, death wad probably the only thing that would stop her from going with him, and even if she was dead she'd probably still be with him in spirit.

"We can go tomorrow if you still don't feel Alright". Micheal had said to her.

It wasnt hard to notice that she wasn't quite herself; her head hurt terrebly and she kept on flinching from the slightest noise or contact, and not to mention the fact that she was slightly feverish and weakened from all the throwing up.

She had shook the very head that ached her quickly and had told him sne wouldn't wait till tomorrow, she couldn't.
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