I'm upset, I think. Maybe I'm probably a little drunk too. The whole house is surging around me, shitty rock music fading out of my hearing; walls leaning away from me.I grip my plastic cup a little harder and slosh it around a bit. What the fuck am I drinking? whatever it is, it seems to be taking a little bit of too much edge off the party tonight. Leonie said she would be right back and I would have to wait here, in the hallway near the door. But Which door? There's too many. What the fuck.What the fuck what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck.I barely know anybody here...Suddenly Chris's house is a nightmarish hell scape as all the walls melt away and everything around me fades. My head is pounding and there's a ringing in my ears and then– everything around me is black and I'm out before I even hit the floor.
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Some shitty house party in south philly
Short Storyi was there for a half an hour i think