Delilah loved parties. Especially parties where she got to wear pretty
dresses and dance with her boyfriend all night long. She missed Scott terribly while he was in Canada visiting his family for Christmas and got to see just how much it sucked being on the other end of traveling.
At least she had him for New Year's, which was very important because she didn't want to be kissing anyone else at midnight. Her dress shimmered as she skipped across the room to return to his side. "I'm impressed with my brother's party throwing skills." Delilah commented hooking her arm with his. "Although I probably shouldn't be, but still. This is almost classy." And by almost she meant that it was, at least as of right now. She would reassess in a few hours after everyone had a few drinks. Herself included, it was a night for partying after all.
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