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8. Summoned The Devil

“Wow, what a cunt!” Rory was on her third Long Island; and being the lightweight she is, all sense of propriety had left a long time ago.

Rory had started coming along to our weekly nights shortly after we met at one of the first of Cam’s family’s get togethers that I had been invited to a little over three years ago. We got on like a house on fire, and soon started hanging out regularly outside of those family events. She integrated into the group very easily, winning the girls over with her crass charm.

“You can’t go around calling people cunts so loudly.” Rachel chastises her. Ever the sensible one, she decided to stick with virgin cocktails for the night.

“Well if the shoe fits this well I can just start calling her Cinderella.” She retorts

“I think you’ve had enough, you’re starting to not make sense.” Rachel goes to reach for Rory’s drink. Rory pulls her drink away from Rachel’s reach and pouts like a child.

“She’s right though, that was cunt behaviour” Emma says while going to
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