The house was packed, the music too loud, and my drink suspiciously neon. My friends were already deep into a chaotic dance battle in the living room, and I was posted up near the kitchen, grinning like an idiot. Same party, different night. Loud, messy, perfect. i look up from my friends and I saw her—and everything else just sort of… dimmed. she shines like a goddess in the chaos, laughing like the night itself belongs to her, and for a second, I swear it does..
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