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Edited at June 9, 2026 09:31 PM by rose123
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Max had showed up to the party early, his friends already being there and immediately getting into the drinking. They had his favorite rum, him pouring numerous glasses until he was denied it--to which he poured himself a different kind. By now he was already on the road to blacking out from it, staying by his friends as one of them did and another left with him. |
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Edited at June 9, 2026 09:32 PM by rose123
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They got the bright idea to play darts, Max drunkingly walking up and grabbing one. He chunkned it and it landed in the wall, a group erupting in laughter as he mock celebrated before pulling back out of the eyes of the crowd and back to a still dense but less area. |
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Edited at June 9, 2026 09:32 PM by rose123
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Max finally decided to head out, noting his friends had left him. He cursed under his breath, they all did this. The man called Jake, him agreeing to pick Max up. While Max was waiting, another drunken man came over to him, bickering with him before the two launched themselves at eachother, Max easily taking over and pinning him to the ground before Jake pulled up, spitting a curse before walking over to his car and acting as though nothing happened. |
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Edited at June 9, 2026 09:32 PM by rose123
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Max made his way to his house via Jake's car, getting dropped off to Emery walking out concerned and half asleep. He waved her off, heading to bed. He awoke to his alarm blaring, jumping when it went off and getting up. The man groaned and stood, making a quick breakfast before skirting over to class. |
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Edited at June 9, 2026 09:32 PM by rose123
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(sure) Max met up with Emery for lunch at the cafe, Em having a free period. "So...did you hear about what happened last night?" She asked, him shaking his head. "Turns out some girl was playing 7 minutes in Heaven before running out and somebody painted 'fattie' on her car." Em explained, Max being disturbed. "Who the hell would do something like that?" He asked, Emery shrugging. "I've no clue, but whoever did is a monster." |
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