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"Aurora, it is time for you to get up and pack for our trip. I'm surprised you did not wake up before I did but then again, you got to the alcohol last night. It is a wonderful memory to never let you drink."

"Vincent," Aurora groaned, stretching her body as her eyes opened. "When did we come home after the bonfire?"

"As I said, you got to the alcohol. Had a drinking contest between you and Cherry when we returned from the run. Sit up and drink this. It will help you get over the hangover," Vincent sat next to Aurora on the bed.

"Maybe I am still dreaming but why is this drink so brown? Are you secretly trying to kill me because that's what it feels like," Aurora almost hurled when she smelled the concoction Vincent gave her. "This is death in a cup."