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Adeline grabbed what remained of her torn skirt, and haphazardly stapled it back together. She then slowly wadled back to her cabin, her head hanging in shame. Adeline didn't know what to do. Never, in all of her years of teaching, had she ever been laughed at. She was the enforcer, the teacher kids had nightmares about. And yet here she was, walking back to her cabin after getting humiliated by her class.
Adeline opened the door to her cabin, and collapsed on top her couch. As she landed her poor skirt finally gave up the ghost, and exploded. Adeline didn't care, she was still reliving what had just happened. Going over every excruciating detail. Every humiliating seconds.
"I need to get my mind of off it." Adeline said to herself. "A little grey goose and some Rocky road will distract me."
Adeline got off the couch, and lumbered into the kitchen. And made her way to the freezer, and grabbed a new carton of Ben & Jerry's. She then picked up some vodka, and reached for a cup.
"You know what, it's been a hard day." Adeline sighed, opting to just drink straight from the bottle.
She waddled back to the couch and sat her fat ass down, and turned her t.v. on. Adeline loved to watch trashy soap operas when she was feeling down, and tonight she was definetly feeling blue.
She took along swig from the bottle, followed by a scoop full of ice cream. This process continued until both the bottle and carton were empty. At this point, Adeline was definetly feeling the effects of the vodka.
"Come on Corey!" Adeline slurred to the t.v. "Don't marry that bitch Molly! Your still in love with David's sisters clone!"
Adeline trudged back onto the kitchen, her appetite fueled by the vodka. Adeline would spend the rest of the night stuffing food into her drunk face, as she shouted at the t.v.
Her night would end with her passing out on the kitchen floor. In her last moments of conciousnous, Adeline was Ceridian tomorrow would be a better day.
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