You lean against the wall, sipping your drink occasionally, hoping that this party won’t drag on. Your friend has long since abandoned you, joining the crowd of partying inebriated people. Some friend. You sigh, checking your watch. Suddenly, you’re aware of someone else in the room, and glance over. It’s a blonde girl, holding a glass of wine, giving you a flirty smile, though her eyes look vacant.
“Hey there, like, why aren’t you, like, downstairs having fun?” she tilts her head.
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