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Hunter wasn't sure where she originally got the idea that this was a costumed event, but she was sort of disappointed to see that no one else was dressed up. It didn't take her long to get over it though, slinging back a line of shots within the first half an hour of arrival, and currently nursing a drink of gin straight out of the neck of the bottle. It would be a good night anyway, even if she was the only one in an amazing get-up. Bitches would just have to be jealous. When her gin was gone, the blonde had helped herself to a can of beer that someone had been dumb enough to leave laying around. She sipped the can as she walked, making the rounds and seeing who was about. She needed to find that bitch Mari and give her a really good indian burn for not squeezing back into that Buzz Lightyear costume. They could have looked amazing. Before that, however, she spotted Marina standing with all of her beads, and she had to grin a little as she shoved her way through some freshman boys to make her way over. "You been showing them things off an awful lot tonight, kiddo?" she joked, motioning to the collection round the younger girl's neck. "You even got more than me! Holy fuck!"
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