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... y trying to mix a Dua Lipa track with a sea shanty, and the result was a auditory hate crime that somehow slapped.
"Come on!" Zoe screamed over the bass, grabbing Aria’s wrist. "The floor is calling us!"
"The floor is sticky!" Aria shouted back, resisting. "It’s seventy percent beer and thirty percent regret!"
"That’s just texture!"
Zoe didn’t take no for an answer. She dragged Aria out of the booth, leaving a very drunk, very sullen Bella to guard the tequila bot ...
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