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The sun crept in through the shutters, hurting Giulia’s eyes. It was roasting hot in the bed and she had a pounding headache.

‘Those damned rum and cokes,’ she thought to herself. ‘What the hell was I playing at?!’

She tried to position her watch so it was in the sun, cursing the indiscernible dark-blue face, and discovered it was.....four o’clock! And with the sun streaming in like that, it was hardly likely to be four in the morning!

Giulia groaned as she hauled herself out of bed and trudged into the bathroom. She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror, and it was not a pretty sight: there were big dark patches under her eyes, the number of wrinkles around her mouth appeared to have doubled and her hair resembled Medusa’s on a bad day!

She stepped into the shower, turned on the cold tap only and braved the torrent.