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Across the hall Marissa was also dragging herself out of bed with a hazy head. She’d had considerable more to drink than Rory and she was definitely hung over. She looked down at her feet and saw her clothes tossed in a lump.

Huh.. I don’t remember taking those off… Come to think of it.. I don’t remember how I got home…

Marissa: Oh crap…

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