YEAH! If your pants were any lower, every werewolf in this place'd be totally screwed!
... How many've those have you had, kid?
Enough to know that lady's hat looks like my dog's butt.
... Seriousl-- ... oHOOO, that is the ugliest thing I have seen tonight.
[What's that? Two individuals drunkenly yelling insults at passing partygoers? Surely it wouldn't be that cop and teenage girl, would it? ... Yes. It would.]
[Heather Mason and Carter Blake are seated on one of the rock walls, a cooler of questionable content at their feet and cans in their hands.]
[A sure sign that this party has gone on a little too long.]
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YEAH! If your pants were any lower, every werewolf in this place'd be totally screwed!
... How many've those have you had, kid?
Enough to know that lady's hat looks like my dog's butt.
... Seriousl-- ... oHOOO, that is the ugliest thing I have seen tonight.
[What's that? Two individuals drunkenly yelling insults at passing partygoers? Surely it wouldn't be that cop and teenage girl, would it? ... Yes. It would.]
[Heather Mason and Carter Blake are seated on one of the rock walls, a cooler of questionable content at their feet and cans in their hands.]
[A sure sign that this party has gone on a little too long.]