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[Clover] I groaned and put my hand to my head. My hangover was immense. Last night I’d made several mistakes I vowed I would never make after a terrible night when I was twenty-one. First, I mixed alcohols. Second, I did magic after three drinks. And third, I used the phone while I was too drunk to stop myself from saying regretful things. Stanton didn’t sound like he was upset with me. He actually sounded a little amused. I hoped I hadn’t read that wrong. “At least there’s one thing we did right last night.” Jen groaned. “What?” I asked. “We made hangover remedies. They’re on the nightstand.” She said, pointing in the general direction of the nightstand. I reached over Amelia’s legs and grabbed the little bottles from the nightstand. I passed them out to everyone. We drank
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