Am I Drunk Or Am I Sober?

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I made my way to where Aaron was standing with Danny, tripping along the way. "Aaron" I shouted gleefully, tripping over and landing in his arms. He grunted in response and pulled me off of him. He looked at me blankly before gesturing to my feet. "Take the heels off. You're stumbling too much with them on" he commanded, turning his attention back to the girl who was dancing against him. I hated being ignored, so I stomped my feet and tapped him again hard. "Aaron, I'm bored" I whined, pouting like a child. Aaron stopped dancing with the girl and turned to look at me, his hands still on her hips. His eyebrow was arched as if he was questioning me on what I was doing and I opened my mouth to speak but was interrupted by a blonde blurry thing. I squinted my eyes to get them to focus bu

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