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Maybe one day I'll write a real fic. One day.
The Best Medicine, T
They say the best way to cure a hangover is to keep drinking. So when Kara awakens to grey light, the smell of sex, and a killer headache her first thought is, there’s sand in places sand should never be. Her second is, frak.
She opens her eyes to proof of her indiscretions. Last night she’d been drunk on fresh air, booze, and a combination of hope and love. In the wake of it she is left thirsty and shaking. They say the best cure for a hangover is to keep drinking so she steals another sip from his lips.
The Best Medicine, T
They say the best way to cure a hangover is to keep drinking. So when Kara awakens to grey light, the smell of sex, and a killer headache her first thought is, there’s sand in places sand should never be. Her second is, frak.
She opens her eyes to proof of her indiscretions. Last night she’d been drunk on fresh air, booze, and a combination of hope and love. In the wake of it she is left thirsty and shaking. They say the best cure for a hangover is to keep drinking so she steals another sip from his lips.