[another beam had caught Brooke near enough to her eyes and, after a groan and a feeble attempt to pull the covers over her head, she rolled to her side and conceded to waking up. her head pounded almost hard enough to erase the memories from last night, but one look at Pia on the floor and the highlight reel started projecting through the haze of her mind.]
Oh my god. [it came out as a dry mutter, the voice of someone whose only present regret was not drinking enough water last night. still on her side, cast underneath her otherwise naked body, she brought her head entirely out from her hangover fort.]
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Oh my god. [it came out as a dry mutter, the voice of someone whose only present regret was not drinking enough water last night. still on her side, cast underneath her otherwise naked body, she brought her head entirely out from her hangover fort.]
We had... a lot of sex, didn't we.