[ an astute observation β he hadnβt dragged himself out of bed for the fanfare of breakfast because being pathetic and hungover is a full time fucking job.
still, he can feel the pluck of guilt at his ribs like a harp, the promise heβd broken five years ago fresh in his mind as if heβd walked out of that chicago hotel just yesterday. her words feel like a well-deserved accusation. ]
hey, princess. did you have an extra mimosa in my honor?
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still, he can feel the pluck of guilt at his ribs like a harp, the promise heβd broken five years ago fresh in his mind as if heβd walked out of that chicago hotel just yesterday. her words feel like a well-deserved accusation. ]
hey, princess.
did you have an extra mimosa in my honor?