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At home early.

I knew something had happened last night, something bad but I couldn't remember.

I sat at the kitchen table with my head in my hands.

The pain was unbearable, the throbbing in my temples and the hissing in my ears.

I knew something had happened last night, something bad but I couldn't remember what.

I remembered the party, I even remembered leaving and heading for the bus stop but after that... nothing.

The sound I heard next echoed through my aching head like a stab at the back of my eyes.

I knew what it was, of course, my coffee was in the microwave but still, it was the most annoying 'PING' ever!

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