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ใ€Nicole's Solo Routeใ€‘

โœฆ -โ€ข option one

The familiar feelings of a hangover washed over you as you sat up from your bed, feeling as if your ears were stuffed with cotton and a strong unsettling feeling called nausea was in your stomach. A night of going clubbing with your friends naturally did that to you, last night those extra drinks seemed like a great idea but now they seemed like the worst choice you've ever made in your life. A lurch in your stomach had you stumbling towards the bathroom to empty whatever you could from your body. After what seemed like hours of throwing up, you returned to your bed to find a small note laying on the nightstand. Written on it was, 'Thank you for last night, don't forget to hydrate yourself when you wake up.' The note left no name to be revealed and it's not like you could tell who the person was by examining the beautiful cursive on the paper. If the person was in your bedroom last night though, you could only assume it had been someone you ended up sleeping with. If that was the case, hopefully, you were sober enough to use protection the night before. It wasn't until later that night that once you finally pulled yourself from your bed to check your phone that you saw pictures from the night before. Most of them were blurry and of horrible quality, whether that was because of your drunkness or not was questionable. There were hundreds of pictures throughout the night, yet not one of them seemed to reveal the person you had supposedly slept with. Not until one of your friends sent you a video with a winking emoji, when you opened the video it showed a very drunkenly taped video of you with a blonde woman. The two of you couldn't seem to take your hands off each other. Present-day you wasn't focused on how beautiful she looked, or how nice it seemed to thread your fingers through her hair. You were focused on the wedding band sitting on her ring finger. The thought of you sleeping with a married person had you wanting to throw up again. Anxiety riddled you for the next week, wondering what you were supposed to do. Your friends had encouraged you to just move on with your life, but you couldn't. You were desperate to find out whether you had slept with this woman last night, and if you did, how drunk did you have to be to look past her wedding ring? Barely being able to pay attention at work, you went down the road to a coffee shop during your lunch break hoping to have some caffeine shoot you back into working mode. You ordered your coffee before making your way over to a window seat, once again you took your phone out, wondering if the answer to your problem was just going to send itself to you. Doubtable. When the crying of a young child entered the coffee house, you turned your attention toward the noise. Shock rippled through you when you saw the dame face that was on the video that haunted you in person, not only that but she had a little boy in front of her. Then when her hand brushed down over his hair, trying to calm him, a ring was shining on her left hand.

โœฆ -โ€ข option two

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