Shantel’s povThe music was still echoing in my ears when we stumbled into the hotel suite. My heels hurt, my lipstick was smudged, and my dress clung to my sweaty skin. None of it mattered. Tonight was wild, haphazard, insane — the way a girls' night out should be."God, I don't feel my toes!" I laughed, taking off my stilettos and falling onto the giant sofa. The cushions wrapped around me.My best friend, Lila. Sat down beside me on the chair, falling into it very lazily like a rag doll. Her shiny skirt, moved up, showing her smooth and sexy thighs. She moaned in an exaggerated way. “If I eventually die this night, just tell my mom I went out happy.”I snorted. "Oh please, tomorrow you'll be back to pose with those plastic angel wings in front of your followers on Instagram."She wrinkled her face at me. We were intoxicated, silly, swimming in cocktails and adrenaline. All the silly things felt like the world's biggest joke.The door shut with a snap. Ethan, my boyfriend, was stand
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