Last night's Damage was an (almost) predictable quiet start to the weekend's shenannigans. Turned up late, to be greeted (and berated by)
chemistrybecci in an outfit that would look more at home in the Playboy Mansion than it would a dingy metal club. Still, I had drinks, I made
x_murderotica_x jealous of my new acquisition (see below), I even had a drunk Frankie make me dance
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