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I tugged at the white shirt before it thwaped right back into place, making Hannah giggle.

“Come on, time’s a’wastin’, hot stuff.”

I rolled my eyes. “Never. Again.”

I felt my roommate grab my hand before we stumbled out into the hallway. With the music pumping and the strobe lights going again, it felt as if I had stepped out onto another planet. I squinted as someone shoved a drink in my free hand. I had on my only pair of heels, which somehow kept throwing me off balance. Maybe it was the effects of the light, or the fact that Hannah practically tipped the cup to my lips. But the more beer I chugged down, the looser I felt.

“Need another?” she asked.

I grimaced as the taste of lukewarm beer filled my throat. I forced myself to get it down, but I sure didn’t want another one. I tossed the red cup into the nearest trash can before Hannah started bopping around, dancing to the thumping music and reaching for yet another drink.

One of many I presumed she’d already had.

I looked up and d