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When the splitting headache of a hangover finally dragged Dream Weaver back to consciousness, she spent a good half-hour staring blankly at her dormitory ceiling before her brain could even process why it hurt so much.
Most of her memories had evaporated into the ether along with the alcohol.
Dream Weaver could only vaguely recall that, in the hollow aftermath of her first failure, she'd given in to Sugar Lights' prodding.
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