Amethyst's POV
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I took one shot after another, and each one blurred the edges of my reality a little more.
I don’t know how much alcohol I’ve consumed, but all I know is that it’s a lot.
Like, a lot, A LOT.
“Let’s go to the dance floor!” Celine exclaimed, her eyes sparkling under the strobe lights.
I nodded in agreement, feeling a rush of excitement wash over me.
At this point, I was more than just tipsy; I was well on my way to intoxication.
I could feel my insides burning, a warming sensation that spread to every inch of my body.
I needed to let the steam out.
Celine and I made our way down and she enthusiastically pulled me toward the dance floor.
There were tons of people packed in, but I couldn’t care less about them.
All that mattered was that I needed to mov
