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[sup][color=black][b]█  [sup]   [/sup]act one: way down we go[/b][/color][/sup][indent][sup][color=a9a9a9]p. johnson's [@Eleven][@Salsa Verde][/color][/sup][/indent][center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/824488408562794527/970459343667494932/unknown.png[/img][/center][sub][color=#2e2c2c]▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔[/color][/sub][/cell][cell][center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/824488408562794527/967592442486460476/unknown.png[/img][/center]
[indent][color=dcdcdc][sub]Intense crow's feet formed at the corners of Hanna's eyes, as she tried to control herself from violently filling the space with deranged laughter, covering her mouth with both hands. The trail of careful analysis of her old friends by Meir was nothing but the highest comedic standards—[i]tan bed burnt plastics who were through two marriages already[/i]. From what Hanna knew, besides the marriage part, the breakdown of the old squad was essentially true. Hanna gently put a hand on Meir's arm to balance herself, nearly falling off of the bar stool. It was not as much the comments he made by themselves, but what Hanna filled the gaps with in her head that was so outrageously funny, and quite pathetic at the same time. She chuckled at herself, too, for being part of that whole shtick back at Ritman. In her defense, it was a phase much like any other deprived endeavor that teenagers indulged in.

[color=black][b]"Fuck yes, be my buddy, Meir."[/b][/color] Hanna said while finally recovering from nearly choking herself to death from silent laughter. A quick whiff from her polished nails at the bartender, and they were all set on a new path. [color=black][b]"Whatever my man her wants and one for me too, and anyone else that wants it—I've got money, I'm riiich Biaatch."[/b][/color] Hanna chuckled while invoking the spirit of the Chappelle Show. 

While paying for the festivities with a few card swipes, Hanna did take note of some old faces that had arrived, even if she was seemingly distracted. William was ever so fabulous in everything he did and everything he wore. Hanna still followed him on socials and geeked over some of his stuff every now and then. She gave him a sparkly smile and a tiny wave of her hand when he addressed everyone. And then, there was Sara—[i]Oh[/i], Sara. Hanna instantly remembered everything about that girl and what the 'plastics' did. The thought as to [i]why[/i] Hanna herself had acted the way she did towards Sara briefly came to life. It was not a pretty thought, but it had since then been thoroughly solved. Hanna did not know what she wanted back then or what she was attracted to, which was a recipe for disaster for someone of her caliber.

The gathering at the bar grew in size. Hanna was delighted to see the new additions coming along, and she made sure to do a few extra swipes with her card to pay for any drinks they wanted. Hanna figured that she might as well keep the momentum going and really make this something she will remember. She broke her attention to the tiny card swiping contraption and focused on Billy and Freya. [color=black][b]"Well, well, if it isn't my favorite mistress of all time,"[/b][/color] Hanna said and gave Freya a cheek kiss with a glistening smile. [color=black][b]"We're having seconds—or thirds, I don't know—all around, so dig in here, get whatever you guys want, on me."[/b][/color] She indicated to both of them.

The fact that Sara and Jack slipped out of view for a moment completely escaped Hanna's simple mind. She was too busy with the people around the bar and what Paul had told her to do—[i]snap a few grams and do some silly dances for TikTok[/i]. All that would eventually come along, but a nice selfie with some familiar faces in the background was good enough for now. Hanna raised her phone a few notches above her head, just enough to include the old classmates. As she concluded the intense snapping spree of selfies, Meir commented on the capsule. [color=black][b]"I probably put something mean about Jen and Maddie in there. You know, the 'plastics'. That would be fucking hilarious."[/b][/color]

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