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"Hey," Lea starts, swiveling her half empty beer bottle in her hand. Yes, we drank a little. We're in college for crying out loud! "I say we go check out that new bar Chase was talking about, you know, the 'Snowy Vert' one, I'm pretty sure we can sneak a few free drinks by having Cass 'talk' to the bartender. If Ya know what i mean." She finishes, throwing a wink my way.
I stare at her in horror, before Cleveland speaks up. "What if it's a girl?" He asks, giving off no sign of emotion at all. He reminds me of a wall, never changing unless someone else changes him, always wearing a blank expression, from the little time I've known him at least.
"Then she'll be to busy swooning over you to notice we didn't pay." She said in a 'duh' tone. He rolled his eyes as Chase threw his arm over his shoulder.
"This is why we call you Cleavage."
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Cassandra Hurn is a nice girl who's gone through a lot. Memories of her past float in reach, and it scares her. She starts her dance lessons a week or so after she moves into college, and it's the only thing that scares the memories, past, and troubles away. So, hence the title, Cassandra Hurn must Dance The Darkness Away