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Marshall had gone...somewhere. He had told her, she was sure of that but between the music and the glass of bubbly in her hand, she couldn’t remember. It was fine, she would just wander around until she found him again. Or until he showed up. Draining the wine, Allison carefully made her way over to the bar. She was doing her best to alternate water and wine, aware that if she didn’t, she wouldn’t remember most of the night.
Catching the bartender’s eye, she ordered her water and waited, head tilting along with the music and eyes closed, a soft smile on her face. It was a good night. A tap on her hand reminded her where she was and she gave the bartender a sheepish apology before taking her water, intending to head back into the crowd, when a familiar face caught her attention. “Hadley!” she called out, probably a little too loudly. “Happy Valentine’s day!”