Outside the gallery , loud drunken voices shouted playfully as Mick and his two friends staggered towards the front door. Before either girl knew what had hit them, Mick fell head first into the gallery in a show of his drunkenness and landed laughing onto the floor. It barely 9:30 a.m, yet he was already wasted. You could almost see the rum radiating off his sunburnt skin. Mick didn't appear to notice, as his big red lips, were now slightly upturned as if on the verge of laughing over some some private inside joke.
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Call her ZADDY
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