Wobbly

She stared at the newly emptied bottle of cider on the bar counter. It seemed to be wobbling back and forth slightly, which seemed strange, because she’d only had the one.

Somehow she was feeling both wired and groggy at the same time. Not at all how she’d expected cider to make her feel. But then again, she’d never had it before. Maybe this was normal.

Or maybe someone had spiked her drink…

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