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Jerviz went to bed, strung out. The 3 glasses of wine just made his mouth feel dry and sticky. He kept trying to push the thoughts away, even going so far as to welcome them in an effort to practice reverse psychology. He had to pee.
"did I hear you correctly?"
"Sorry?"
"your remark"
"oh well.....what?"
"What a thing to say, Jesus"