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Even with Sawyers additional help, Ariel struggled to get up off of the ground. Grabbing the young mans arm to steady herself, it seemed as if her legs were the only things not to get in a rush to recover from her embarrassing fall. After nearly tripping over both her feet and Sawyer once again, Ariel managed to stand up fairly straight, brushing her hair out of her face as she did so. Doing her best to manage a smile, Ariel waved her hand lazily in the air. 

[color=00eddd]"Pft. Yeah. I'm a-ooo-kay."[/color] Way more drunk than she had realized, Ariel managed to catch a glimpse of Sawyers now ruined shirt. [color=00eddd]"Awww man. I'm sorry,"[/color] she slurred, putting her left hand on his chest as she pouted in order to steady herself. [color=00eddd]"I totally have to buy you a new shirt now."[/color] 

This last realization caused Ariel to be sent into a fit of nearly uncontrollable laughter. The last few months had been exhausting for her, and as bad as it seemed - this was the most relaxed she had been in a hot minute. 

[color=00eddd]"Hey. Do you wanna dance or something? Or like... maybe grab a drink? Water? Punch? Just... somethin'? My mouth is like... really dry."[/color]  
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