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"you're drunk enough." erika said with a small eye roll, crossing her arms. "go sleep it off. men who go blind from drinking are the least attractive men."
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erika decided that sobriety sucked.
the world wasn't just automatically funny, and she actually cared what other people thought of her without the alcohol. insane, right?
erika spotted becca, recalling the female as having wonderful manners. a little too...how should she put it...perfect. erika was positive she murdered children behind closed doors or something.
"hello there becca. what on earth are you reading?" to erika, it looked like nonsense; the feline was fluent in english and russian, but nothing else.
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erika[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: auto;][justify][sup][font=georgia][color=#fef5ef][size=7pt]
erika approached and gave a small nod. oh, she'd totally try this.
//track
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"i'm not the artsy type," erika mumbled as she approached, taking a seat in a lazy track post. "but i guess it wouldn't kill to try."