Your cell phone rings, waking bạn from a peaceful sleep. bạn reluctantly climb out of giường to find it, wrapping a sheet around bạn and cursing whoever decided it was a good idea to call bạn at 5 am. Stumbling towards your phone, bạn smile at the blonde girl still sleeping, remembering the night before. bạn flip your phone open without checking the caller ID.
“Hello,” bạn say, your voice laced with the effects of sleep.
“Marissa Cooper,” the voice on the other end screeches. “Where the hell are you, young lady?”
“Yeah, nice to hear from you, too, Mom,” bạn say sarcastically.
“Where...
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