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No Knickers!

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It didn't make sense.

My head felt as heavy as an iron wrecking ball. The pounding was so loud that I could hardly hear the voices...


I kept my eyes closed and tried to make sense of the babble.

There was something about trending, about 'Tats,' something about my son and, even worse, about 'no knickers'!

It didn't make sense.

I've no children; I don't have any tattoos and what exactly is 'trending'?

No knickers for goodness sake, what is that all about?

I opened my eyes to find myself alone in the kitchen.

Stupid hangover.

I looked down and gasped...

No knickers!


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