Chapter 8-2

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“Considering how much we drank tonight, it’s actually possible considering seventy-five percent of Americans suffer from chronic dehydration and don’t even know it.” I lean back as he walks toward the bathroom, and I smack myself in the head. I am so lame. His chuckles echo from the bathroom, and I want to die from embarrassment. Grabbing an oversized T-shirt, I slip it on and start fussing with my hair. It’s a complete mess, but considering it’s s*x hair, I kind of don’t mind. When he returns, he’s holding a cup of water and a towel for me. I thank him and gulp down the water before climbing into bed next to him. He eyes the old T-shirt and tells me to remove it because sleeping naked is the “best thing ever,” and I’m too satisfied to argue, so I shrug it off and climb into bed next to

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