Chapter 9: The dance

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Grooming?

Checked.

Tux?

Checked.

Flowers?

Checked.

Mirror?

Beautiful.

Izzy?

I have no idea where is she.

''Izzy?''

''Wait!''

I sat on the bed, and played a game of brawl stars. After all, I still need 20 more trophies to unlock Bull.

''Ok, let's go.''

I hastily spammed the quit button.

Thank god it actually works.

''Ok-''

Isabella stood before me, in a dazzling purple dress, with her hair tied up in a bun, with a few strands of hair let down on both sides of her face.

''Wow, you look great.'' I breathed.

''Really? Thanks.'' She blushed slightly.

We opened the door and filed into the corridor.

There were dribs and drabs of people already heading to the dance, so the corridor is somewhat crowded.

Matters probably got better when we reached the ballroom.

The ballroom was bigger than the crowded corridor, and people were more spread apart.

At least I do not need to smell those sweaty armpits.

The dance party started slow, then people started dancing crazily. 

People were drunk.

Groups of people testing who can drink the most.

Crazy.

The finale ended with a calming song.

I danced with Isabella and a couple of the other fireside girls.

It was really fun to be honest, except the fact that those who were drunk started kissing random people, or being dragged away to the toilet.

''Izzy? Ready to go?''

The lights came on again, and I could see the mess people have done.

Spilt drinks.

Food on the floor.

Patches of vomit in the corners.

Cleaners cleaning the mess.

Chaos.

''Ok *hic* let's go..''

Isabella definitely did look a little drunk, by the way she walks, and her hair, and her face.

She now looks like some mad woman who just killed a random person on the street.

''Woah, let me support you..''

''Heh.. Phin.. I.. love you..'' I sensed a vomit incoming, and so I pushed her away.

''Y-you don't.. *BLEH* *BLEH*''

Isabella vomited on the posh carpets of the corridor of the dorm building.

''God, that's bad..'' Gretchen appeared from the back.

''Ugh.. What has she been eating..'' Adyson complained.

''Should we help her?'' Milly looked at Isabella.

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