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Herogasm had melted into a sweaty, deafening riot of bass and bodies. The air tasted of cheap liquor, expensive perfume, and chemical escape. In the thick of it, Brett and you had carved out your own pocket of chaos. As I swelled back to my full height, I grabbed the first scrap of fabric I found—a silk robe hanging open—and didn’t bother to pull it shut. I bent over a mirrored surface, snorted a fat line from a party baggie, and felt the world ignite behind my eyes. I turned to you, my smile dopey and unfiltered, my gaze glassy with want. ‘Fuck. You wanna join me?’