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" She was interrupted by someone opening the door."Hell-oooo," a very tipsy Niamh stumbled into the room. She was wearing a very short and almost transparent nightie. She was also carrying one of those little bottles from the room bar. "So this is where the party is," she slurred."That's right, here it is," I said plucking the bottle out of her hand and pushing her towards the bed. She landed with a whoosh right next to Leanne. The little nightie had come up and I was seeing a lot more of her. Like birds didn't even want to sing there sometimes, but they didanyway, like it was an effort they had taken on themselves to erase whathad been done there one note at a time. He told her that he felt thatsensation here as well, so she was reassured that it wasn't just herselfoverreacting from old memories.The man they thought was the commander was nothing of the sort. But theydid think that he was someone high up in the ranks of these fucks. Whenshe had first seen the dead eyed bodies spill. And I realize how quickly all this became ordinary. Weed and booze. Blood and glass. Guns and murder. And I hear the TV and the radio from the other side of the wall and I want to scream at those assholes to turn it down, and realize it’s my own apartment. My radio, my TV making all that noise. I’m the asshole I wanna yell at.”“That sounds rough.” My sympathies beginning to kick in, against my will.“Eventually someone calls 911, we go back to my place. Same smell of weed and booze in there—we. I saw you letching over my legs all day yesterday. You're a creepy perv. I know you were thinking about fucking me. Then I saw you in our room. I know you took them. Fuck knows why you creep. Now I want them back.''Look, whatever you think you saw I didn't take your tights. Now leave me alone.''Auntie Eleanor,' Naomi called at the top of her lungs.I panicked and jumped up to clasp my hand on her mouth, 'Shut up!' I hissed. I had pushed her against my desk and I was pressed against her. Luckily.
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