Hangover

Rangiku's alarm blared and she reached over to turn it off. She put her hand to her head and moaned. Her head was killing her and she didn't want to go to work. Rangiku was used to waking up alone in bed, with a horrible hangover and no memory of the night before, but today was different, the night before, for some reason, seemed so different. She was deep in thought trying to remember why when a hand reached up and pulled her back down, "Rangiku, what're ya doin'?"
"G-gin?"
"What, you forgot already?"
She smiled, "no, I remember now,"

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a/n: It seems my drabbles keep getting dirtier laughs maniacally -hic- I'm evil!