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Her finger tips glided on the glass as she found a way to hold her straw at one place.
She could not believe she was at a bar. What is she even doing here?
She put the straw in her mouth, sucking it, feeling the cold beverage enter her mouth. Her face scrunched up at the taste, "Don't like it?" Becca, her friend, asked. "I mean, it's...yeah, I hate it." She said, pushing the drink away. "Oh come on Bonnie, it's your 21st birthday! Drink a little." Bonnie shook her head.
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