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Samantha wasn’t sure how long the party had been going but it had been in full swing for at least a couple of hours. Everyone was dancing and socialising from the beginning and nobody seemed ready to give up. If anything, there were more people now than earlier.
A little lost, she strayed from room to room, trying to ignore what kind of mess they were creating. Right now, it was turning out to be a blessing that Melissa took most of the things in the house. If she hadn’t, they probably wouldn’t have survived the night. Most paintings were already crooked, barely hanging on with a single nail. Someone she didn’t know was running around with a curtain wrapped around his shoulders like a cape and pouring vodka straight into people’s mouth. It was the kind of party Samantha remembered bre
