Commenting there aren't any fresh faces my bestie nudges me. "Who is that?" Turning, I am dazzled by a silver blue dress. "Lovely," falls from my lips. Short red hair, blue eyes, full lips, make her my kind of girl. "Later bud," I say before instantly taking her hand. "I am Rory, your host. I would love to know the name of this firey Rose." "Call me Allie."
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