Oh my God. I remember now! I saw both these texts last night, right after her second one landed on my screen! In a flurry of memories, I remember myself grabbing the bottle of tequila I’d been chugging and sprinting out of this suite like my pants were on fire, headed straight to Amy’s room. Or so I thought. When I got to my destination, some old lady, not Amy, answered the door and started yelling at me for waking her up. And that’s when I bolted away with my tail between my legs, not bothering to grab the tequila bottle I’d dropped in the hallway in my shock. But that’s the last thing I
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Yep, he woke some poor lady but Amy didn't open her door then
