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"There's plenty of spare rooms around you know." I snicker, nudging Angie
( colorful!)
(you read my mind Jk! ) I stand up, unable to stay still, and I start to pace.
Bump!
"I dunno, since there's vodka here I'm sure it'll happen soon." I laugh, whacking Angie with a glowstick
"and who's this?" I ask, arching an eyebrow.
(no matter how flirtatious I am, I'm don't roll that way )
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(Nice ) "I'm glad to see you've gotten the hang of things. Now let's go dance!" I laugh, pulling her into the crowd.
"I-I cant!" I sob, clenching my fists.
(YUSOEXCITEDFORVODKA?) "Yes!" I laugh, chugging my drink like a pro. "Is there something wrong?"
(YUSOSARCASTIC?!) "No, it's fun!" I hand her a drink. "Vodka and red bull!"
(I'll probably die first black people always die first in movies ) I shiver, curling up in a ball.
(the Russian guy said it, not me ) "Too bad!" I laugh, running inside, excited. (raves are giant warehouses underground, a dj and a stage, a...
(the suspense! ) I sing softly to myself, lying on my side, unable to sleep.
( rave newbie) "Well? C'mon!" I say, tugging her inside, and walking down a long flight of stairs. We reach the last door, and I open it, music...
(hehee thats what she said I have no shame.) "I'll stay with you, I just won't sleep." I sigh, holding back tears.
A large guy opens the door, smiling widely at me. "Raven you made it!" he says in a thick Russian accent. He arches an eyebrow at Angie, and I...
"I-I can't sleep. If I do I'll see those bodies again..." I whisper
"Don't worry! It's totally safe!" I laugh, hopping out of a car and walking to a warehouse, knocking on the door seven times.