Friday needs an Advil.
It started as a dull throb behind her left eye, and slowly advanced to a band of metal surrounded her head, tightening inexorably. She was acutely aware of her pulse, a pinprick of pain keeping its own beat. The light became unbearable – she shied away from it like a nocturnal animal, or a red-handed burglar.
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