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I haven’t felt this crappy since the bachelors. Pain meds and booze–deadly combination. I was still a bit drunk and fucking angry.

That’s why I decided to go home. The genuine dilemma was, should I confront Destiny with the photos, or should I just wait and let my investigator do a little snooping?

I wanted to stew on it for a while. My fucking head was killing me