The curse— RP

Jordan opened his eyes and looked outside. He had overslept. A lot. That's odd. I'm always an early riser. He thought, trying to think of what had happened the day before. After he and Imogen had gotten back, Uncle hosted a dinner party, and he gave Jordan a drink with some weird herbs. 'To help with the pain,' he had said. That must have been what made me sleepy, he thought angrily. Standing up, he walked out of his bedroom. "Imogen?" He called
“Jordan? You overslept” Imogen said
 

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