Half pass the appropriate time, Melissa rushed out her room, running to the elevator. One thing she hates about elevators is waiting for it to reach her flat before she would meet another stranger.

   Her head pounding, the alcohol she took with the girls last night did no good to her. It was Making her head ache like there were warriors fighting in her head. At first she wasn't so good at drinking alcohol but since she had been on watch all through her live, not do have 'fun', not to drink alcohol more than a shot, not to have a boyfriend, not even to keep friends at all.

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