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The Muse Pt 04
The Fourth Session. Sometimes I fucking hate my friends. My throat is as dry as a bone, my stomach is in knots, my head is pounding and for the moment, I harbour an unusual hatred for sunshine. I have to drag myself out of bed just to make it to the bathroom for an aspirin, a glass of water and a hot shower. My headache fades quickly enough and the shower washes away my nausea, but the weakness is still there. I need three cups of tea before the caffeine kicks in hard enough to get me to...