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Romance
Twenty-somethings Tessa Tillsdale and her best friend Joelle Robbins test the boundaries of their friendship and the world of beauty. Waking up in an empty warehouse after a night of clubbing, Tessa must confront a situation with a new set of strangers, and recall an evening that seems fuzzier by the day. Their friend James hacks his way into useful information. Will it be enough to unlock the puzzle of strange encounters and mystifying makeup?
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