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“You shouldn’t stand so close to the bonfire,” Charlie directed his company, face void of any signs of genuine concern. His smile was minimal yet present. “I wasn’t so sure you’d show up.” The smoke from his cigarette filled the space between them. “Did you give thanks? Then drink, dance, and let’s rage up this shit fire.”

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It’s somewhere between a surplus of spray-painted cocks and someone else slipping on splintered glass that Jolie turns from the burning car to the person behind her. “Do you think they’re aware Riot Club was a cautionary tale?” Her eyes are bright, half from the excitement and half from the alcohol. “Then again,” she gestures to a pair who are taking turns to wield a bat to the bumper. “It’s doing a wonderful job of promoting harmony and alliance.”

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“I think Christmas break chiseled out a chunk of my soul.” The statement fell matter-of-factly, twisting around the curls of smoke and his visible breath in the cold air. Perhaps in a former life he’d been a canary, his mother’s insistence that they spend her half of their vacation in Aspen had chilled him to the marrow, Tripp was certain that there were parts of him that had not yet defrosted. He’d only gone for apres ski and the opportunity to zag down summits in a sleek new Moncler jacket. They’d been back on campus for the better part of three weeks, but he’d kept to himself, not quite feeling like barging into conversations and school life with his usual ferocity. After another reflective drag, he craned his head up, thoughtfully offering the cigarette to the person beside him. “You happy to be back?”

#daleton:starter #i kept promising i'd be around and then flAKED #but i'm on campus and all caught up so have this mess

“Come one, come all,” a voice called in the midst of the crowd, surrounding the car that would soon be a heap of ash. “We’ve got bats and golf clubs, sling shots, and knives. Spray paint and the alike. Only fifteen dollars each rental.”

Ari turned his head towards the boy with the impressive collection of assortments behind him, collected with destruction in mind. Ari shrugged as he stepped forward. “Why not,” he said to himself, turning towards the person behind him. “You coming?”