~YULIA

The sun broke through the window blinds, filling the room with golden rays as I opened my eyes slowly— not fully awake. My head was hammering, a slight headache, living rent-free in it.

The bed seemed strange, it felt like a thousand year old brick wrapped around with pieces of bug eaten foams joined together with glue.

I moved my hands about it trying to locate my phone which I always kept under my pillow when it suddenly struck me, this wasn’t my bed.

"Where the fuck am I?"

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