Even though you are hungover like no other, you know that you need to get rid of the diaper before either of your roommates see you. You reach down and pull the diaper off. The smell of baby oil and powder hits your noise. You grimace, as if the smell has caused you physical pain.
You put on a pair of shirts and a hoodie. Stashing the diaper under your hoodie you walk out of your room. Your roommates are nowhere to be seen. Several empty wine bottles are on the counter. Dirty wine glasses surround the sink.
You toss the diaper into the garbage and turn to head back to your room. Before you take a step, you pause. What if someone looks in the trash? But who would look in the trash? You brush off the idea as being nothing more than hangover paranoia.
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