Mark

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"Man what should I wear?"
"Just wear what you have on Wade." He always asks me questions but we are like brothers.
"Why are we even going to the party? We both know it's going to be lame."
"It's your birthday, as in a time to party."
"You always think it's time to party."
"Yea but this time it's about you."
"Are we still talking about Morgans party?"
"If you don't like it then you can bail."
"I'm okay with that now can we go?"

The rooms were packed."she bought two rooms?" I muttered to myself. Wade wondered off as Morgan walked over to me.
"Happy Birthday!"
"Oh hey, this is awesome, thank you."
"Glad you love it. You can go to either rooms because your 'V.I.P', so have fun. By-the-way-no-ones-going-to-sing-happy-birthday-to-you. See ya. She talked so fast I could barely understand her.

Both rooms smelled like sweat and alcohol. The music was loud and I was bored. I saw Wade talking to a girl and knew he would hate me if I were to bother him so I left.

I pushed the button to the elevator and stepped in. Looking at my phone I realized I was at the party for no more than 8 minutes. I opened twitter and scrolled through. A maid then entered.

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