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Hells bells

Arlo's P.O.V

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Feeling very proud of myself, I went to celebrate with the new wolf brethren. We partied and danced. Well, I danced on the pool table to Taylor Swift and got unjustly tackled. Someone hating on the Swiftmeister is no friend of mine.

My actual brother put me to bed 'For my own good' allegedly. Ppppffft We'll see about that. I open my window and jump out. Landing on my feet like a pro. I take a bow. There is never an audience when you need one.

I went off in search of an establishment for one to get ones groove on. HUZZAH! Found one, a little rough around the edges but a dance floor awaits. 

I enter the multicoloured light up club. "Eeeeek" I squeal and slide upon a light up dance floor. Disco vibes fantasy baby! Might as well feed whilst I'm here, as tacky as it is. Clubs are the easiest place to get food. 

After having my fill, from a nice young man. Pete.... Paul or was it Joseph. I guess it doesn't matt

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