[Life is good with 10 seconds left, or so Eponine was determined to think for the evening. Party, she'd heard? Well hot damn she was going to be there. More than that, she was more than happy to have a flask tucked into her pocket and some THC in her system. Upon arriving, she'd grabbed up a slurpee and poured her vodka into it promptly. Delicious.
For now, she's good drinking and talking. But later, you bet your ass she's gonna dance.]
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For now, she's good drinking and talking. But later, you bet your ass she's gonna dance.]