Niki looked terrible this morning and couldn’t remember anything that happened last night. She seemed really disappointed when I told her about James because she couldn’t really remember him. She was even more disappointed to think she’d passed up an opportunity to have sex. The idea of breakfast made her nauseous, but I was starving, so convinced her that toast and hot chocolate would make her feel better. It would also save me from having to go downstairs all alone in case someone knew it was us last night and said something. No one did but when we went outside, the stairs had all been washed down so I hope whoever cleaned the stairs thinks it was someone else.
We spent the day shopping. Niki felt much better after she bought shoes.
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