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[center]@Anyone who wants[/center]

She was still drunk, somehow. Or at least Skyra felt that way. For now, she had no recollection of how she ended up in her bed, but she had one pressure right now. She needed to go to the bathroom. Not for any bladder relief or anything, no that might happen later...

Skyra stormed out of her bed, out of the room and headed straight for the women's bathroom and from there, right into a stall, where she proceeded to empty her bowels into the bowl.
Already feeling better she flushed the toilet and went to the sink to clean herself up.
While splashing the cold water from the faucet into her face, she glanced at her image in the mirror.
God, she looked terrible right now. A long, drawn out sigh escaped her lips. There she was, just dressed in comfortable shorts and a t-shirt, nothing more, leaning onto the sink staring at her own face, while said face was dripping with water, which also dripped down from her bangs.

She remembered that, last night, she had read a notice from the school about parent's day on Monday. Even better. That meant annoying questions from everybody about her personal family history and where her parents of siblings were. 
[color=f7941d]"That won't improve my mood at all..."[/color]
She banged her head into the hard porcelain of the sink, but revelled in the soothing pain it created.