I woke up early the next morning clinging to the side of the bed. Jeremiah was sprawled out and snoring. I covered him Horse Nice Arse Poster with my side of the comforter, so he was tucked in like with a sleeping bag. Then I left. I headed back to my room, and I had my hand on the doorknob when I heard Conrads voice. Goood morning, he said. I knew right away hed seen me leave Jeremiahs room. Slowly I turned around. And there he was. He was standing there in last nights clothes, just like me. He looked rumpled, and he swayed just slightly. He looked like he was going to throw up. Are you drunk?He shrugged like he couldnt care less, but his shoulders were tense and rigid. Snidely he said, Arent you supposed to be nice to me now? Like the way you were for Jere last night?I opened my mouth to defend myself, to say that nothing had happened, that all wed done was cry ourselves to sleep.
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