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As she walked up to the sweet little brick house that was Jesse's home, she could already envision the raging party going on inside. Miles' aqua dress hugged her curves, the tassels at the bottom tickling her thugs as she marched in gorgeous 3-inch designer red heels up to the front porch where it was obvious someone had a little too much to drink. "Watch out." Jesse suggested, grabbing her hand. She shrugged it of. This relationship was over three years ago! They had broken up because Jesse took a toll from Miles attitude adjustment. "Thanks, but no." she grinned pushing past him in through the inviting door. On the handle for the stairs leading towards the bedrooms, someone's pink bra was slung without a care. Miles avoided it, clearly estranged from her probable classmates' lack of self-respect. "Hey Babe-" Garrett slurred, grabbing her waist as his probably fourth beer sloshed in his cup wildly. "Don't touch me!" Miles insists with an aggravated tone. "You're drunk." She accuses him annoyed. "Yeah I know that." he slurs nearly splashing Miles with his beer. "It's over, I'm tired of you getting drunk all the time." Miles pouts. "Wait!" Garrett demands dropping his beer down his blue button up, but she was already gone.

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