It was somewhere after passing out and waking to get up in search of the toilet to vomit in and feeling miserable after when she noted the unfamiliar surroundings. Then remembered ….Greg….what was he said about the morning ….?
But her head was just pounding too hard to contemplate anything in any great depth and it’s funny how the mind goes to familiar things when in a moment of abject misery ….Imogene always kept sodium bicarbonate in the bathroom medicine cabinet next to a handy glass.
“Aha!” Diandra found it
Then it was ….two —what do they call them here? In the drawer next to the first aid kit.
After that she got into the shower and sat on the floor of it and let the water beat down on her until the danger red finally went away.
It must have been after that when she dropped back onto the bed Greg had hours before dumped her in, her hair spilled out in twisted, mad, wet, ringlets and her skin scrubbed to a flush, she fell naked back asleep.
But as the sunlight later came spilling in with the morning when she opened her eyes
….there was Greg at the foot of the bed
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