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I woke with my mouth dry and my head pounding. I didn’t think the drinks were quite that strong, but I had downed that pink thing pretty quickly, mostly in an attempt to impress Mickey. That was ridiculous, because he’d only been sipping at his drink, but something about him made me feel fun, flighty, and flirtatious. Drinking my drink like that had seemed like the kind of thing a party girl would do, and for that time, I had wanted to be the party girl-type.
I was paying for it now. With a groan, I started to lift my hand to press to my aching head, but my arm refused to cooperate. It took my scrambled brain a moment to realize it wasn’t a lingering effect from alcohol preventing me from moving my hands. Rather, it was the fact that my arms were tied above my head to a headboard.