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Weekly Writing Challenge Thread 2 - The Morning After (Deadline December 31st)
SchwerMuta:
This is kind of a mess but I haven't written anything properly in like five years.
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Parsee woke up, and looked at the place her bridge used to be. A rowdy celestial had shown up and talked to the bridge princess for a while. The conversation quickly turned to how Parsee envied her for being able to go all the places she couldn't. The Celestial responded by shaking the earth until the bridge plunged into whatever abyss it hung over. At first Parsee was terrified. With little but the bridge for company for so long, she had considered that maybe she was the bridge, and she would die with it. She quickly learned that wasn't the case when whatever hold the structure had on her left. Parsee hated Tenshi for it more than she had ever hated anyone before.
She hated the pity the girl must have felt.
She hated how easily the bridge she hated so much was overcome.
She hated that she couldn't do it herself.
More than anything else, she hated that even though she could leave, there was nowhere she wanted to go.
Being tethered to a bridge doesn't grant you many things, but it does give a sort of structure. In a way, Parsee was queen of her own little world, even though it was a lousy world. But now it was gone, replaced with a terrifying vastness beyond her imagination. The city she always glared at, but never really thought as real, she could go there! Whatever kind of world was beyond the other side of the bridge, she could go there too! She could even pick some other direction, and just walk that way until she found something. Parsee envied her past self for not having to make these choices. Parsee thought maybe she'd just go to the city. She could see it, it didn't seem to be that far. But the second she thought she had made her decision, dark thoughts swirled in her head.
They'll look at me. I'm SURE they'll look at me. They'll see through me, they'll know I shouldn't be there. They'll think 'You don't belong here, Parsee. Go back to your bridge, Parsee. We will never accept you, Parsee.' Even if they don't say it, they'll think it. They definitely will.
The ex-guardian didn't notice it, but she was breathing faster. Dizzy from hyperventilation, she sat down on the ground she always sat on. Even though she hated it, she knew she didn't want to leave, which just made her even more confused and angry. With her other emotions running so high, her jealousy compensated, and her hate seeped in and mixed with her fear.
So I can leave. So what? Where to? I don't belong anywhere else. Other people don't have this problem. They can just go wherever they want, and nobody's going to stare at them. They're lucky. They're all so lucky, to be born in a world they belong in. A world where they can smile, and laugh, and all sorts of other things! Why couldn't I have that? Why did I just get a bridge? DIDN'T I DESERVE MORE?
Parsee's emotions overflowing, she spilled them out the only way she could think to. Tears running down her face, she turned up to the ceiling and screamed. All the sad feelings she couldn't properly vocalize echoed throughout the underground. Gasping for breath, she wasn't aware her wail had an audience. A tall blonde woman with a red horn on her head approached Parsee.
"Hey, are you okay?" the puzzled woman asked.
Parsee's face was already red and wet with tears from sadness and anger, and this stranger's appearance added humiliation to those reasons. Not in a sound state of mind, the former bridge princess did something extremely foolish.
"SHUT UP! JUST SHUT UP!" She punched the oni in the face, as hard as she could.
The retaliation was automatic. It didn't occur to Yuugi's arms to hold back. The force of the oni's punch lifted Parsee off the ground, flipped her over, and she landed face-first on the ground. The red-horned woman entered a fighting stance, but soon realized her opponent wasn't moving.
"Hey really, are you okay?" Yuugi asked again, sounding even more concerned.
No answer. Her opponent had been knocked out cold. She felt bad for her. She didn't intend to knock her unconscious. Yuugi definitely didn't want to leave the girl passed out in the middle of nowhere, so she slung the tiny girl over her shoulder and walked home, giving Parsee the image of some animal the Oni had slain.
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Hours later, Parsee awoke in a large bed. The feeling was so alien to her she might as well have woken up in a block of solid jello. It was all she could do to not scream in terror. She looked around the room, and saw walls. She felt better about the walls than the bed, but she still desperately wanted to be somewhere, anywhere else. Rolling out of the bed and landing on the floor (which also kind of unsettled her), the wall suddenly opened and the oni was there. Parsee was terrified in multiple ways.
"How-how did you do that?'
The confusion was contagious. "Do what?"
"Get in here!"
"...I opened the door?"
Parsee's face turned red in embarrassment and exclaimed, "I knew that!"
It was immediately obvious to both of them that her lie was not at all convincing. Parsee didn't say anything, afraid of the oni but even more afraid of being somewhere unfamiliar. After a short silence Yuugi asked with all the tact an oni could muster,"So, what's going on with you?"
Parsee didn't know why she answered the question. Maybe she just got talkative when she was scared. Maybe it was the strange environment. Or maybe she just wanted to say out loud how she was feeling. "I'm a bridge princess without a bridge. My whole life, I couldn't leave it, no matter how much I hated it. But now it's gone. I don't know what to do now," Parsee explained.
Yuugi shrugged. "Whatever you want, I guess."
Parsee didn't take that answer well. She stomped on the floor and exclaimed, "I DON'T WANT ANYTHING! I didn't think I could ever leave, and I've never been anywhere else. Even when I wanted to leave, there was nothing I wanted to do, no place I wanted to go. It was just 'something else'. Somewhere else." Parsee's shoulders sank, as if admitting defeat. "I have no dreams."
Yuugi couldn't relate. The oni always knew what she wanted. The idea of being lost or unsure was as alien to her as waking up in a bed was to Parsee. But Yuugi was undeterred. Even if she didn't know what Parsee was going through, she was still the kind of person who needed to say something, to do something.
"I don't really get this kind of complicated stuff. I guess you just do stuff until you find something you like?
"What stuff? Do what? There's too much to do! I'll never be able to decide!"
"Then you should just come with me and have a drink!" Yuugi instantly decided. In the end, this was usually what all of Yuugi's decisions came back to.
"I don't think my dream in life is to booze it up with you!" Parsee instantly retorted.
"But maybe it'll be fun, so why not do it anyways?"
Parsee was so stunned by the question, any actual explanation eluded her. She was sure there was a very good reason, but it felt like her mind shorted out under the stress of the day. Yuugi took Parsee's silence to mean that she had won over the short girl's objections. The oni grabbed the bridge princess' arm, and cheerfully shouted, "I'll get you something, then!"
Parsee was still shocked about where she was, who she was with, and what was happening. She was filled with so many questions, but one rose above the others. When Yuugi returned with a bottle, Parsee asked her, "Do you often drink with people you hardly know?"
"Yeah, all the time." Yuugi didn't even think about it before answering.
"Must be nice... I'm jealous."
Parsee then drank in silence. Yuugi spoke up every so often to say something about what they were drinking, but Parsee never replied. Soon the bottle was empty. Yuugi drank most of it, but Parsee still had quite a lot. Certainly more than someone who hasn't drank before should have. Parsee defied the oni's expectations. She was not a fun or happy drunk. A very intoxicated Parsee turned to Yuugi and venomously declared, "I think I hate you. So damn carefree."
The oni shrugged and said "Sorry." She didn't sound the least bit sorry.
"What did you do to deserve so much more happiness than me?"
"I guess I did what I wanted, and you didn't."
"I couldn't do anything chained to that damn bridge."
"Well, it's gone now. You can start catching up."
"So what if it's gone? The damage has been done. I'll never catch up. I'll never be happy."
Yuugi let out a deep sigh, realizing her drinking idea was a failure. "You're drunk. Go to sleep. Tomorrow will be better."
"Why would you think that? What do you even care, anyways? I'm just a girl that punched you in the face."
There was a slight pause. "We've met before, Parsee." Yuugi sounded a little tired, and maybe a little frustrated.
No amount of alcohol could make her miss that. The bitterness in her voice quickly changed to confusion, and a little bit of desperation. "What? That can't be right. I would've remembered. Why can't I remember you, then?"
"I don't know."
The gears spinning in Parsee's head couldn't keep up with the state of her body. She had more to say. She had a lot more to say to this... oni woman. She had a lot more she needed to know. But her voice did not come out. Shortly after, her eyes did not stay open. And, finally, her body did not stay upright. Yuugi retrieved a blanket from her room and tossed it over Parsee's sprawled form. Before Yuugi retired to her room for the night, she turned to the sleeping girl on the floor.
"Maybe I'm not that good at this. Well, goodnight anyways. Maybe you'll have a nice dream."
Sect:
Ten days left!
日巫子:
Haha, uh, here it is
The faint light under the closet door made it easy to find the exit. The door was stuck when she tried pushing on it, so she just punched it until it unstuck. The hallway was unlit, not as light out as it should have been that morning. It was probably overcast outside. A young woman with long black hair and a red horn poked her head out of the closet and looked around. She was alone.
She decided to just leave the closet, because she couldn?t remember what she was doing in there in the first place. There was a party, and her friends insisted she come. There had been a lot of people, but it was very quiet now. She wondered if they had all left already. In that case, she should get going, too.
On the way out of the house, she passed by the kitchen and happened upon some empty bottles. She picked one up and read the label. That explained why she didn?t feel hung over. Human Village alcohol was too weak.
While she was looking at one of these bottles, she became aware of a retching sound, coming from somewhere else in the house. Leaving the kitchen, she followed the sound until it led her to the bathroom. Keeping quiet, she looked through the door that was ajar.
The bathroom had one occupant, a girl clutching the sides of the toilet as she vomited into it. Her sleeves were missing, and her hair ribbon was uneven. The door creaked, and she was able to pause long enough to tilt her head to the side.
?Hah?hah?Konngara?? Reimu called out in a weak voice. Konngara opened the door the rest of the way and stepped inside.
?Urgh?? Reimu?s next words were interrupted as she started to dry heave. Konngara reached out and awkwardly patted her on the back.
?I?I think I ate something bad at that party last night?? Reimu moaned. ?I feel terrible?c-can you get me medicine???
Konngara nodded.
?Is that a yes?? Evidently, Reimu didn?t see this gesture. Konngara didn?t say anything.
??Just hurry up,? Reimu said, and leaned against the toilet like it was a shoulder to cry on. Konngara left her alone.
Along the way, she passed by Suika, who was asleep and cuddled in a pillow pile. She had a look of discontent on her face, but she had so many cushions around her that it wouldn?t hurt to take one. Konngara took one from the pile and backtracked to the bathroom, where she handed it off to Reimu.
?Th-thanks.? Reimu took the pillow and dragged it to her side.
It took a lot of rummaging through the cupboards, but she finally found something she could take back: a dark bottle labeled as stomach medicine.
When Konngara returned to the bathroom with the medicine, she found Reimu lying on her stomach with her face in the pillow. Kneeling down and nudging the ill girl?s shoulder resulted in a low-pitched cry.
?Leave me here to die,? said Reimu. The sound of the medicine bottle clinking against the floor, however, made her look up.
?Oh, thanks.? Reimu labored to sit up, and took the medicine in her hands. She didn?t even bother measuring it out, opting to sip straight from the bottle. Konngara watched on in awe, until she was interrupted by Suika throwing open the door.
?Get outta the way!? she half-shouted, cupping a hand over her mouth. Two seconds later, Konngara was fleeing into the hallway with a very angry Reimu under her arm. In their haste to get out, some of the medicine had been spilt and got on Reimu?s dress.
They were locked out of the bathroom now, but at least Reimu wasn?t throwing up anymore. Instead, she had assumed a fetal position on the floor and clutched the bottle in her hands. She breathed a heavy sigh and let her eyelids droop. Konngara, who was sitting against the wall, was starting to wonder if she should move Reimu to an actual bed when she saw the black-white round a corner.
Marisa staggered down the hall with her hand over her stomach, and Konngara watched her try and fail to open the bathroom door. She continued to watch as Marisa let out a cry of defeat and slid to the floor. Reimu, eyes still closed, held out the medicine bottle.
?I think I ate something bad at that party last night,? Marisa groused.
That?s what she said, Konngara yelled internally, barely resisting the urge to say this out loud.
?Mhm,? was Reimu?s response.
?Who?s in the bathroom??
?Suika.?
?We?ll never be free.?
?You?re not making any sense. I think that tsurube-otoshi is still here, so if you gotta throw up just do it in her bucket.?
Marisa got to her feet. ?Reimu, you are a terrible person. I?ll be right back.?
A few moments passed, with background music provided by Suika throwing up. The little oni emerged from the bathroom before Marisa returned, looking on the verge of tears. Mere seconds later, loud screaming from Marisa and an unidentified person erupted from the backyard. Suika flopped onto Konngara?s lap.
?Wahh, I?m never eating artichoke dip again,? she informed Konngara, who was pushing her horns out of her face. The screaming outside had turned into crying from both parties. Konngara frowned at Suika.
?I can sleep whereeeever I want,? Suika said, despite the fact that the other hadn?t said anything. However, this didn?t stop her from being dragged down the hall and deposited back into the pillow pile.
Doing the same with Reimu proved to be impossible, as she was keen on falling asleep right in the middle of the hallway. Konngara decided not to bother her, and went back to the bedroom to find a blanket for her.
???m here, sorry I?m late??
?That?s fine. You have a good lead??
?Yes. The culprit should be in this shrine.?
There were more people here now. Konngara took her time getting the blanket, folding it up, and walking back out into the hall. On the way, she passed a small group of youkai. The one at the head of the group, a mouse youkai with dowsing rods, hailed her as she passed.
?Is that her?!? snarled one of the youkai, a wolf girl with unusually long fingernails.
?No, no, no,? said the mouse. ?You there! Have you seen an amanojaku here??
Konngara shook her head.
?We?ll keep going,? the mouse said. Konngara stood aside to let them pass, and returned to where Reimu was sleeping. As she draped the blanket over her, she heard yet another commotion coming from out back.
?AH! This is all your fault, get over here!?
?What?s that? I didn?t hear you??
?Mountain Echo ? Long-range echo!?
Feeling hungry, Konngara went into the kitchen and looked around at the piles of dishes on the counter and in the sink, wondering if any of them were clean enough for her to use. Outside, a dull thud rocked the bottles on the counter.
?I?m sorry, but she has such a gentle personality that if she attacks you, then you really had it coming??
?I?m not involved! I?m not involved!?
The back door slid open, and Marisa ran through the kitchen and into the hall. A disgruntled young girl followed, carrying a bucket with her. Konngara ignored them and cracked some eggs over a pot on the stove.
As she was whisking the eggs, she was alerted to the sound of Reimu shuffling into the kitchen. She put the medicine bottle on the nearest flat surface and wandered over to the stove with the blanket around her. Konngara shook her head and shooed her away. Reimu slumped into a chair at the kitchen table, scowling at a bowl containing the remains of some sort of dip.
Outside, danmaku raged on like a summer rainstorm. Given how cloudy it looked outside, the danmaku could have passed for such if it looked like water. Konngara took some bread and made a sandwich out of the scrambled eggs she had just finished, and took a seat at the table. Now that the stove was open, Reimu returned to it and dumped the rest of the eggs onto another plate.
?Take that!?
?Nooooo!?
?Don?t run away!?
Whatever spellcard was in effect had subsided, and the duel outside had dissolved into a fist-fight. One of the girls who was with the mouse youkai burst into the room, hanging onto the doorway to steady herself.
?One, two?who else is here?? she asked.
?Suika and Marisa, I think?? Reimu said. Scrambled eggs weren?t exactly what came to mind at the thought of quelling an upset stomach, but she was starting to look more alive.
?Go get them. Everyone outside.? The girl left the room.
Reimu took her plate with her into the hall, returning within minutes with the other people in the house. Suika had pillows stuffed into her shirt and held them in her arms, still half-asleep. Marisa was still being followed by the bucket girl, most likely the tsurube-otoshi Reimu mentioned.
Outside, it was windy and cool. There was the mouse youkai?s party, and the others from the shrine, and Konngara didn?t care to identify anyone else. She sat on the back porch and observed the following exchange:
?This amanojaku poisoned the artichoke dip,? someone announced. This was followed by a crescending ?ohhHHHHhh? throughout the crowd, and many obscenities.
?But it was so good!?
?I had like a ton of that stuff.?
?I?m gonna exterminate you.?
?%^&*&^% and then ^&^%#@@*)(@!@# fuck you!?
Suika sauntered over to Konngara, missing the pillows and looking concerned. ?Hey, did you have any of the artichoke dip??
?Yeah, come to think of it, you look perfectly fine,? croaked Reimu. When Konngara shook her head, she frowned.
?What?! No fair! Why?? she cried. In the background, the wolf youkai was punching the aforementioned amanojaku in the face.
?Because I fucking hate artichoke dip,? Konngara said.
?Fair enough,? Suika said with a shrug. She jerked her thumb over her shoulder. ?Looks like another danmaku fight?s building up. Wanna join in??
Konngara shook her head. It was time she headed home. With a wave to the others, she disappeared into the forest and towards the entrance to the Underground.
hungrybookworm:
Finally wrote something! Not 100% sure about all the shrine building names and terminologies so apologies if I got some of it wrong. Also I wouldn't call this NSFW but there are sex jokes and drug references. Onwards!
The Hangover
Reimu had experienced many hangovers in her long, underage drinking career, but none had been quite as dramatic as this one. Her head throbbed as though a hundred little moon rabbits were pounding at it, eager to serve up some tasty brain mochi to their masters, and her mouth tasted like bile and bad sake. She groaned, trying to ignore the pain in her stomach that told her she?d thrown up too many times, and gingerly opened her eyes.
That?s odd. She hadn?t seen her shrine from this angle before. And damn did the sunlight hurt this morning. Days like this made her wish there was some sake youkai who went around making people?s hangovers worse, and giving them a good beating up would make her headache disappear. And why was it so hard to move her arms around? Her sleeves and lower half felt heavy, and her every movement seemed to make an odd sloshing sound.
Oh right, thought Reimu, I?m sitting in the pond, aren?t I?
Indeed, the turtles were all staring at her, judging her. Reimu glared back at them, and slowly oozed her way out of the pond. She made a mental note to clean it more often; the gunk had turned her robes green. She wasted no time wringing out her sleeves, trying half heartedly to remember what happened last night.
There?d been a party, of course. The usual suspects had gathered at the shrine and much drinking and chatting had occurred. Well, she assumed it did, it was weirdly hard to remember. She could recall Kasen and Yuyuko holding the sake they?d each brought. Then Kasen had to leave early, and the image of Suika mixing all the booze into one giant punch bowl came to mind. Then the rest was one big grainy blur.
She stumbled to her feet, trying not to stagger as she made her way to the shrine building. Hopefully a few stragglers were still sprawled around the grounds, ready to be goaded into helping clear up all the mess. The shrine looked okay from the back, but Reimu could already imagine the horrors that awaited her at the front. She slid the back door open and stepped inside, hoping for some water (and maybe some of that hangover cure Yukari bought for her birthday) but instead finding her table pushed aside and her futon rolled out.
And it was occupied.
?Hey, what do you think you?re doing?? She kicked it, a sudden squeal coming from the sheets. ?Get out of my bed!?
A pause. Then, a pair of horns poked out from the covers. Followed by?
Reimu?s stomach hurt. There were two people inside. Two naked people. Suika was already waving at her, a gaudy grin on her face, and her partner was desperately trying to cover herself up.
?Hey Reimu. You missed out after falling in the pond.? She paused to take a swig from her bottle. ?Glad you didn?t drown and all.?
?P-Please don?t tell Lord Tenma!? Her partner had turned bright red, and Reimu finally recognised her as the wolf tengu from Youkai Mountain. ?I just, it just, I mean-!?
?Wanna join in?? Suika patted the futon and made a face that Reimu assumed was some drunken attempt to look seductive. ?I could teach you a few things.?
?Get out get out get out!?
A few minutes and much kicking later, the two intruders were dislodged. Momiji ran around the room trying to collect her clothes as fast as possible, while Suika just relaxed and gazed at the ceiling in all her nakedness. ?Oh right, we should let her down at some point.?
Reimu looked up, and almost fell backwards. There was Youmu sobbing quietly, pinned to her ceiling by several silver knives jabbed through her clothes. Even the white blob had its tail stuck to one of the support beams.
?Was waiting for you to mention her, Momiji, but I guess you didn?t mind.? Suika smiled, and Reimu began to seriously consider banning parties at her shrine for life. Or at least banning Suika.
Those knives weren?t going to make a permanent mark on the ceiling, were they?
?Please,? whispered Youmu, ?let me down? no more??
*****
Reimu stumbled onto the porch and tossed the empty hangover cure bottle aside, half afraid of the other horrors awaiting her. The front of the shrine was just as bad as she feared ? vomit-stained picnic sheets, empty drinks everywhere, bits of half eaten food and paper lantern scraps blooming through the grass like weeds. Thankfully there was no one else around, or not so thankfully, as cleaning all this up might take all day and all night. Lazy bums.
Where was Marisa anyway? Well, it wasn?t unusual for her to be gone before morning, but Reimu could vaguely remember her chugging down the booze straight out of the punch bowl. Hopefully she hadn?t died of liver failure or anything.
?Morning,? said a voice behind her. Reimu winched from the sudden pain rushing to her sore head, and looked over her shoulder to find Aya.
Crap. A journalist.
?I?m sorry but the Hakurei Shrine isn?t accepting any newspaper subscriptions at this time,? said Reimu automatically, trying to turn around and head back into the shrine building as naturally as possible. But Aya had already grabbed her ponytail, and ow that was not good for her hangover.
?Not that, I?m here for an interview.? Aya gave a winning smile. ?Your party last night was such a? success that I?m dedicating a full eight pages to it in my next issue. So I need an interview from the host.?
Bugger off, was what Reimu wanted to say, but all that came out was ??Eight pages??
?And a full colour spread! I just finished developing the pictures this morning.? Aya reached into her pocket and pulled out a bundle of photographs. Reimu?s blood ran cold. ?Want to have a look??
Reimu quickly considered her options. One, danmaku time. Two, fly off to Youkai Mountain, find Aya?s house and destroy the negatives. Three, cry.
?Spirit Sign: Fantasy Seal ?Concentrate-!? Well, option one had never failed her yet. Even with a hangover a few spell cards wouldn?t be a problem.
?Oh?? But Aya just smiled, weaving through the homing bullets as they hissed passed her. ?Come on, see it as a chance to clear your name. You haven?t even seen them yet.?
?If I have to clear my name then I don?t want to see them!? Reimu gritted her teeth, and her head pounded harder and harder the closer the spell card got to timing out. ?Just give me the negatives and I?ll make a nice bonfire.?
?Yeah right.? And the spell card cracked. Reimu snarled, wondering which one to pick next, but Aya was suddenly right in front of her. ?Come on, just take a look.?
The shrine maiden paused, suddenly furious, but curiosity won over, and her headache wasn?t getting any better. ?Fine.? She snatched the photos out of her hand and glanced over them. ?Wait, what am I doing on top of my donations box??
?Oh, Sanae taught everyone a fashionable dance from the outside world,? explained Aya. ?I believe it was called? tweeking??
?Did you need to zoom in on my bum like that??
?You wouldn?t stop shoving it in my face, though I?m told that?s all a part of the dance.? Aya sighed, and pointed at the next photo. ?Everyone lost interest after the gap youkai tried it.?
Now that was an image Reimu could?ve lived without. ??What?s this one then? Is that the maid from the mansion??
?Yes, it seems the gardener from Hakugyokurou got over-excited and decided to stick her arms down her front.? Aya grinned this time. ?She produced some? odd squishy objects. I?ve already interviewed the Kourindou shopkeeper on their true identity, and he says they?re ?chicken fillers? or something. How fearsome.?
?Oh.? Well that explains how Youmu got pinned to the ceiling. ?Is that all of them??
?Oh no, I?ve got plenty more back on the mountain. Now how about that interview? Would you say the party was a huge- oh.?
Aya?s eyes snapped to the shrine building. Reimu turned around, and saw a semi-clothed Momiji hopping out the door. The wolf tengu?s complexion turned an odd blue colour, and the two of them stared at each other until Suika came strolling out, whistling.
?Here?s your underpants,? she said, tossing a frilly pair of knickers onto Momiji?s head. ?Oh hi, Aya. Hope you didn?t mind me borrowing your girlfriend for the night.?
?She?s not my girlfriend,? said Aya, her voice cold. ?And what did you borrow her for last night exactly??
Reimu decided to take this opportunity to leave. Maybe she?d go visit Marisa for once, or pester Rinnosuke for a bit, or even better, just go somewhere quiet and sleep, before her head exploded.
*****
Meanwhile, at Alice?s house.
?Marisa, how long are you going to stay here??
?Until my clothes stop shrinking!? Marisa was writhing around on the rug in front of the fireplace. ?Gah, they?re going to eat me, they?re going to eat me alive!?
Alice sighed and sipped her tea. She?d told Marisa not to mix hallucinogenic mushrooms with that ultra strong booze last night, and now her friend was paying the price for not listening. ?Well, just don?t make a mess.?
?Alice, help!?
THE END
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DEADLINE.
Results will be announced January 7th, since there'll be need to recover from tomorrow night.
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