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the night was loud, music spilling from the club, but her footsteps staggered as she stepped outside. The cool air hit her face, and she shivered slightly, the world spinning after her first drink had turned into too many.
Author pov -
the night was loud, music spilling from the club, but her footsteps staggered as she stepped outside. The cool air hit her face, and she shivered slightly, the world spinning after her first drink had turned into too many.
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