5″The bass of the music shakes the floor as neon lights flash across the dance floor. Vikki lounges against the bar, swirling a glass of whiskey in her hand. She flicks an ear as the sound of Queen Beelzebub’s voice booms over the party. With a lazy smirk, she turns to her friend beside her. "Told ya this would be wild. Hellhounds throw the best damn parties."
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