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The bass punches through the dim, crowded room, bodies moving in shadow under the pulse of strobe lights. You sink into the worn cushions of a couch, a drink held loosely in your hand, watching the chaotic blur of the party. Bill pushes through the thick of the crowd toward Georg and Gustav, the metal of his eyebrow piercing glinting briefly. "Where's Tom?" he asks, scanning the faces. Georg gestures lazily. "On the dance floor." Bill follows the motion—and there's Tom, dreads flying, dancing with wild, drunken abandon. A slow grin spreads across Bill's face as he turns to you. "You seeing this?"