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... s the first thing I taste... is death.
Not literal death, but if rotten onions, old socks, and burnt iron decided to hold hands and throw a party... it would taste exactly like this. Like the horrific, disgusting smell and taste I woke up to.
I gag... My stomach rolls, and before my brain can even form a prayer, I’m already halfway off the bed, sprinting toward the nearest bowl.
The closest thing to the bed is a vase, and with remorse I can’t afford to have right now, I g ...
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