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"Shhhhhhhh." You hushed everyone in the kitchen as you walked out of the bedroom, wincing at how bright it was.
"For the love of Thor, please stop talking so damn loudly. It feels like someone is clawing at my skull. " You groaned as you grabbed an ice pack from the freezer and held it against your head.
"Why the hell did you think taking 15 shots and crashing into the golf course at full speed was a good idea?" Sarah shot you an annoyed look.
"I got fifty bucks out of it. I don't see a problem." You shrugged your shoulders.
"You are a crazy, dumb motherfucker." She shook her head.
"I love you too, bitch." You flipped her off and in return she flipped you off as you headed back into the room to lie down.
"Should we take Y/n to a hospital?" Weezie asked concerned.
