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Where am I?

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I turn over in bed, my head throbbing. Urgghh a hangover yay today is gonna be fun. Deciding I don't have anything important to do today (and also realising it's still dark) I roll over and go back to sleep.

Several hours later I reawoke to the sound of voices. This scared me, I live alone. Who is in my house? Am I being robbed? Should I call the police? I went to grab my phone from beside me and realised it wasn't there. Hang on. I always charge my phone next to me so the alarm will be louder and wake me up, not across the room where it's currently sat. I don't remember putting it there. Also this isn't my bedroom. I don't remember being here, then again I don't remember much from last night. All I remember is a party and getting in a cab with... *gasp*. The grey and black square sheets, the butt chair and piano...

I was in Dan Howell's room, asleep in his bed...

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Okay this is an edit I added later in the story writing thing.

I promise my writing gets better and longer as the story progresses

This was my first attempt at writing a fanfic and I'm slowly but surely getting better so keep reading!

Bye peeps ☺

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