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I got up the next morning with a heavy head due to the noise coming from downstairs. Trying to adjust my position on the bed as my head kept aching. Looking around the rooms I discovered I was in my room. How did I get to my room? I was at my brother’s birthday party. So, how come I am in my room? I asked no one but myself that question Then with a heavy head, I started having flashbacks of what happened yesterday. From the moment I met with Pere at the restroom and how things unfolded with us. And when I went back and drank a lot to the point where I could not stop myself from kissing Cross. Ohh no I can't believe I did that. How will he look at me now? Am sure he is looking at me like a desperate woman. After having a flashback of what happened during my brother's birthda