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The young witch is at a party. Even though the memories of what happened the last time she went to a party were still fresh on everyone's heads,she found herself inside one of those caverns once again. There's a red plastic cup on her hand, filled with some dark alcohol. There are no boys around her,thankfully. Suddenly, she feels a person stumbling against her; and she quickly turns around to stick that person to the wall if needed.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?!"











