One- The Party

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I've only moved into the neighborhood a few days ago and I've already been invited to a party. Yesterday, a woman with raven hair and unusual amber eyes came to my front door and introduced herself. She told me her name was Aphmau, and that she was excited to have a new 'gurrl' on the block. Then, after a brief chat about where I used to live, she invited me to her party. 'Also told me that most of the block is going to be there.

Well, it's a good thing I love chaos. And hectic drama, and so on. Well, the party is tonight and I've chosen a nice blue dress with blue butterflies designed all over.  

As for my hair, I'll simply twist it a bit with a curling iron and call it good

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As for my hair, I'll simply twist it a bit with a curling iron and call it good. It's not complicated. At all... In any case, I go over to my living room-- with its black leather couches and creamy white carpets. The walls of my home are mostly gray. All except for the bathrooms, which have light blue walls and checkered tiles.

I go into my living room, and see the flyer that Aphmau gave me yesterday for the party. I slip it into my hands and check what time the party starts. It says to come around at Five O'clock. I look up to the clock under my flatscreen.

Yeah, its almost five. But I still have some time. Well, my bff did want me to call her and give a status update with how moving went. I pull my phone out of my purse and dial her up.

The phone rings.

And Rings.

And Rings.

I get no answer. Weird. Usually when my Bff doesn't pick up, she's either in the middle of a 'Masterful' art project.... or she's in bed with some guy. Yeah, shes one of THOSE people. But, I still love her.

I decide to screw it and put my phone back in my purse. I strap it over my arm and get on my way to the party. I leave the house, and lock it up. Then, I look across the street, a few blocks down, and see a rapid party going on.

Guess I won't have to be looking for a while. Or at all. I start walking to the house and find a big crowd of people both inside and out. A blonde man steps in front of me, and smirks.

"Um.... hi?" I huff.

"Hey there, gorgeous.~"

Oh.

I roll my eyes as I can practically HEAR the drunk on his tongue. Well, that and he don't exactly smell sober.

"Can I help you?" I sigh.

"What do you say... me and you... we go break a bed somewhere...?"

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