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Kayden
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“Good morning,” my mother chirps as I walk inside the kitchen, and the smell of bacon makes my stomach grumble. Felim and I had one too many last night and I couldn’t feel them because I had wings but now that they have been clipped, I’m dying. I’m super hungover and I need a pick me up but I’m trying to cut back on the coke. I want to stick to doing it only when I party. Plus, even if I wasn’t trying to cut back. I couldn’t do that s**t with my parents around.
Kiara left five days ago, and we speak twice a day every day on the phone, but I miss her. I can’t wait three weeks to see her again, so I'm heading to Paris this evening.
“Morning, mom,” I reply as she walks up to me and we embrace in a hug before she tells me to sit down, adding breakfast
