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[img]http://chapelhillspreschool.org/wp-content/uploads/2016/02/custom-divider-09.png[/img][/center]As Chanel carefully made her way out of the girls bathroom and back to the main room, the young woman couldn't help but feel slightly disheartened after her conversation with Chrissie. But instead of thinking about it any longer, she made a beeline for the refreshment table to seek out the spiked fountain once more. What better way to cheer herself up? As she took a few sips from the plastic cup, Chanel couldn't help but search the crowd for her friends; it didn't take her long to spot Carter and Stella at the other end of the table. It was then that one of Chrissie's earlier statements came echoing back in Chanel's mind. [i]"I hope those two get together,"[/i] she'd practically screamed, and judging by how comfortable the two of them looked together, Chanel came to the conclusion that her hopes had actually come to fruition.

[color=#D2652C]"Well I'll be damned,"[/color] Chanel said to herself with a half-smile as she watched the duo for only a second more. 

It was after Chanel had finished off that final cup of punch that the room suddenly began spinning. And after deciding that drunkenness and high heels didn't mix well, the young woman suddenly kicked off her shoes, kicked them next to an empty seat, and plopped down. It was then that Chanel decided to call herself an Uber, not wanting to take Sunshine away from having a good time. Instead, she sent the girl a quick text message saying that she'd pick up her things the next day; of course, there were [i]many[/i] typos but she made sure to get the message across as best as she could.

Chanel also sent a quick text to Julie and April, telling them just how much she [i]loved[/i] them before bending over to grab her shoes (and nearly puking in the process), standing from her seat, and stumbling towards the exit. [i]Tiffany[/i] was two minutes away from her location, and Chanel hoped that she wasn't the type to try and carry on a conversation. The young woman was leaving the party a little earlier than she'd intended, but decided that the feeling she'd experience after crawling into her warm, king-sized bed at home would be worth it.

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