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So Lovely(PART1) by Candice

Hey everyone. I'm back and here's my new story. This is dedicated to all my friends 
out here. I hope you like it :)- Candice

I walked along the dark and winding streets of LA. I was wandering endlessly. It was 
already midnight and as each second passed, it was getting dark. My head was 
throbbing and I had to make sure each step I made was proper. I was drunk and the 
sounds and the lights of the streets were all blurry and it seemed like I was looking 
into a kaleidoscope glass. Before I knew it, I was spinning and vomiting. I had to 
stop by a gasoline station to wash my face and freshen up. I needed coffee so bad.

As I was approaching the gasoline station, there seemed to be a commotion. Black 
cars were perfectly lined up outside the gas station store and it seemed like some 
kind of a Mafia affair was going on inside. I was having second thoughts now, but 
my head was screaming for coffee. I was so drunk and so dizzy. I was drinking with 
random people and I just lost control. I tried to compose myself as I carefully 
entered the store. I looked around and was very puzzled to see men in black suits. 
What was happening here? I approached the clerk and asked "Is there an alien attack 
here somewhere?" I was laughing and I could tell that the clerk knew I was drunk. 
He smiled and pointed at some kind of direction. I didn't mind him, instead I asked 
for coffee. "How much is it?" I asked as I took a sip. I was trying not to fall. I was 
getting very very dizzy and a bit disoriented. He was blabbering words that seemed 
to echo endlessly and before I knew it, everything was pitch black.

I woke up to the sound of soft music playing somewhere. It was already morning 
and I was in a place wherein I knew I wasn't supposed to be. I sat up and hurriedly 
looked for someone to explain. As I went out of the lavishly decorated room, I 
started to get worried. Why was I in different clothes? Where was I? Did someone 
just rape me? I had to find out. I looked around the hallways and was happy to see 
some kind of maid mopping the floor. I approached her and asked "What am I doing 
here?". She was looking down. She wasn't answering. I wanted to know so bad. 
Suddenly a hand was tapping softly on my shoulder.

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