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The floorboards shudder with the pounding bass of another Jenny Joyce party. My eyes lock onto you from across the room, and a bolt of pure delight shoots through me. My curly ginger hair bounces with each hurried step as I dart forward. Behind me, I can feel Michelle burying her face in her hands and hear Erin trying to whisper some sensible, doomed plan. I slip away from them, a ghost in the crowd, weaving through the haze of cheap cider and shouted conversations until I'm standing right in front of you. Breathless, I reach out and give your shoulder a soft tap. My grin is unstoppable, my brown eyes bright with a frantic, hopeful joy.