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[delilah ilyana norton]

These parties were always legendary. Always. You always wake up the next morning like, 'Where am I? What am I wearing? Who are you?' and 'What the fuck happened last night?'. New comers always have that experience. Everyone has been there once or twice before. But not Delilah. She could hold her alcohol rather well, even if she was shitfaced. She was never 'that girl' who would up puking all over the place, or sleeping with ten different boys. She always kept it DL while she was there. She stuck to a small group of people to avoid having a messy night.

Tonight, none of her friends felt like coming out to party. It was a Tuesday night after all. She didn't care if her friends were there or not. She wanted to get drunk, it didn't matter if she was alone or not. Delilah was going to get schmangled.

She walked up to the door, there was already blaring music and it was only 7 p.m. This was going to be an insane night. Delilah turned the door knob, pushing the door open. Her eyes set on what seemed like a million people all doing their own things. Some people were huddled in a corner doing drugs, other were doing shots in another part of the room. She worked her way inside the building, nodding 'hello' to the occasional person.

Delilah hated it when people looked at her, which happened quite a lot. She always had to wear high heels so she didn't look like a midget, which even with the three inch lift she was still tiny. She continued to walk, looking down every once in a while to make sure he dress wasn't riding up, which seemed to happen more than she liked.

She finally shuffled through the crowds of people and made it to the alcohol. There was endless amounts of beer and straight liquor. Lilah grabbed a red cup, filling it almost all the way full with Jager. That was the only drink she could bare to drink straight, and there were no chasers. She held up the drink to 'cheers' herself, then chugged down a few gulps of her drink.