The sound of footsteps walking downstairs woke me early. The lingering party pals from the night before were wandering out into the dark Boston morning. Despite my hangover being clearly intact and my thoughts a bit cloudy from the prior night's imbibing, I understood I wasn't in my own bed; nor was I alone. I rolled over, coming face-to-face with my older sister - still sound asleep.
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