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She started the engine and turned the radio off. Bless her.

“That bag has stuff for your hangover,” she whispered, then she turned her head to back out.

I perked up. “It does?”

She backed out of the spot and pulled forward onto the road.

Intrigued, I pulled the bag up into my lap and looked inside. A bottle of water, a bottle of ibuprofen, sunglasses, a ziplock bag of toast, and another pack of Reese's. The sunglasses weren't even goofy or embarrassing, simply regular men's sunglasses. I could've kissed her.

I stuffed the uneaten Reese's cup inside the bag and put the sunglasses on my face. They dulled the light immediately, and I breathed a sigh of relief. Then I opened the water and used it to down two ibuprofen. The cool liquid on my throat brought intense comfort. I gulped it all down.

But wait... How did she know?

I capped the empty bottle, turned to look at Amantha, and asked, “What are you doing here?”

She spoke quietly. “I'm off work. I came to get you. Figured you weren't up to working today.”

That didn't answer what I wanted to know. I simply asked her. “How did you know I'd be hungover?”

Amantha glanced at me and smiled. “You called me last night.”

I frowned. “But I don't have your number.”

“Yeah, I got your number from Joey to thank you for whatever you said to Neo. I texted you, then you called me because you were too drunk to read the text. I figured you'd have a hangover today.”

Made sense. But...

“I didn't say anything embarrassing, did I?”

She held back a grin. “Nope.”

Ah, fuck. I covered my face with my hand.

“Liar. I'm sorry,” I muttered into my palm.

Amantha laughed and patted my arm. “You were fine. What do you want to do today?”

I groaned. “Go back to bed.” I moved my hand away from my face.

She clicked her tongue. “Sounds like a wasted day to me.”

I would've rolled my eyes at her but my head hurt too much. “Well, what would you suggest?”

“You can spend the day with Neo and me.”

I thought about it for a moment. “Do you expect functional?”

“Nope,” she said cheerfully. “As you are.”

I could do that.

“Fine.”

“Awesome.”

All I wanted to do was shut my eyes.

“Can I please take a quick nap?”