We arrived at the party, pretending to be king and queen (Princess was the King I Pink and I was the Queen In The Zebra Skin).
We found the marvelously looking hostess of the party sitting in a red sofa.
"You came!" the hostess (also called Janet) flew up from the red couch and caught us both in a big hug.
"As long as it's worth missing American Horror Story. Otherwise we'll ruin the whole party to sit down sand watch it in from of the TV."
Janet laughed.
"So how cliché will this college-party be?" I asked her.
"Very cliché" she said. "But aren't those the best?"
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punk rock made me do it [harry styles]
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