You wake up, groggy, some hours later. You have a splitting headache and you're covered in brightly-covered, sugary vomit. Apparently you have wandered the town for some time on a Smile Dip high. Looking around, you're not entirely sure where you are, but you slowly get your bearings.
It's late. The sky is dark. Your mother is probably wondering where you went off to.
It's time to head home.
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