(Emily's POV)Sophia twisted out the cork of the bottle, releasing a soft pop."Okay," she announced, the bottle held overhead like a prize, "this is our going to get crazy tonight. Give over your glasses."I smiled, extending my legs beneath the table and pushing my glass toward her. Her apartment was scented with vanilla candles and whatever it was that was baking in the oven, most likely store-bought, coming from Sophia. Her living room was darkly lit, gentle music floating out of a speaker in the corner. It was warm. Simple.The others had already settled. Five of us in total, Sophia, I, and three of her acquaintances I hardly knew. Maya, Erin, and Jules. All casual, all chatterers. People who flowed in and out of talk without ever having to work at it, spreading the warmth of the room.I didn't know if I was ready for this. But I was here, enjoying the atmosphere.And for the time being, it doesn't seem to not be good.Sophia filled the glasses, taking a dramatic sip from the fir
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