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"I that I let this drag on so long, no I hate myself Hate that I let this go on so long, you can now go to hell" Casual by Chappell Roan
Loud music blared throughout Amy's head as her throat held a constant heat. Her hand gripped her red cup tightly as she sat in the corner of the party while her friends ran off.
She raised her cup to her lips as her eyes trailed over the room, staring down every person around her as a mix of vodka and seven up filled her through.
Spotting one of Katrina's friends stumbling through the crowd, Amy pushed off the wall her body swaying lightly as the alcohol hit her.
"Kim!" Amy shouted out, her voice getting drowned out over the music. "Kim!?"
Finally catching up to the drunk girl, Amy grabbed ahold of the girls shoulder and trying to turn her around.
"What the fuck do.." Kim started but trailed off once she spotted Amy's face, "Oh, Amy what do you want?"
"Have you seen Katrina anywhere? Or even my friends?"
Kim shook her head, giving the girl a sad look. "I think Katrina left, she got pretty hammered. And, and I don't know where I saw your friends, but I know that they are still here."
Amy nodded her head slowly, thanking the girl as she raised the cup to her lips as she walked away, making her way back towards the kitchen to get more to drink.
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Benj glanced around as he made his way over to a guy. His bounced between the guy and the girl beside him, not knowing where to focus his eyes.
"So," the guy started, blowing smoke out of his mouth, "What's your deal?"
Benj stared at the guy for a second, trying to grasp what he was saying. "In..in like what sense? Like personality wise?"
"Wait?" The tall girl cut him off, "Aren't you Alyssa's brother?"
The boy nodded, "Yeah, I'm Benj."
"Me and your sister used to do gymnastics together. Jessica?"
"No shit! You're Alyssa's bro!" The guy announced as he pulled off his sunglasses.
