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This party is too damn live. I lifted up my shirt, earning loud cheers for my big breasts. I jumped off the table and walked to the bar, ordering more shots. When I tried to sit on the stool, I misses the seat and fell hard on the floor. I just laughed it off. I was too drunk, bruh. This one guy came up to me and helped me up. I grabbed my shots and drunk them down. I started to walked back out to the living room, but the guy pulled me back.
"Wassup, man? What you want," I slurred.
"Aye, I wanted to know if you wanted to leave the party with me, and have a little party of our own at my place."
I smirked. "What's yo name, nigga?"
