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Ouch, my fucking head.

This is why I do not drink on a daily basis. My body just cannot handle it.

Nikki and I went to a New Years party last night, and well, I'm as sick as could be.

Nikki is way smaller than I am, yet she has an impeccable alcohol tolerance.

I don't know how she does it.

Sadly, I was not blessed with her stomach.

I have spent most of the day with my head in the toilet, Nikki occasionally coming in to refill my glass of water.

I won't lie and say that watching everyone share New Years kisses last night didn't bother me.

Because it fucking did.

I lay my head on my arms that are resting on the toilet seat as Nikki walks in the bathroom. She sits down on the floor beside me, wrapping her arms around my small torso.

We sit like that for awhile, her head resting against my shoulder and my head hanging in the toilet.

Why is Vodka a thing?

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