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Away from the rest of the inept, anti-social rabble and happily (and properly) socializing, Shiori Fujioka felt like she was in her element. Exchanging stories, giving a polite smile at uninteresting facts spewed, and gently chuckling at thinly veiled insults, for all intents and purposes she was simply at another grand party. Granted this one was just a touch more intimate than others she had been to and had much more variety than she would have liked, but at the very least occasionally watching the awkwardness play out was highly entertaining. 

She adjusted the shoulder of the [url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/38/52/44/3852447d2e876cef0893a27b67ccbcf0.jpg]stunning white dress[/url] slightly, tossing her hair over her shoulders as she tuned back into the conversation. Obviously she was the best looking one here, but rubbing elbows was always fun. For her, anyway. But showing off was just as fun as talking; she was hot and she knew everyone else knew it. The dress hugged her every curve and the material made it clear that it cost quite a pretty yen. 

It was [i]so[/i] hard being popular!

There was a slight lull in the conversation which caught her attention, and she let out a slight giggle as she decided to continue it. [color=CC99FF]"Of [i]course[/i],"[/color] Shiori agreed with...whatever the fuck the blonde was talking about, her words eliciting a positive reaction. 

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