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She was getting well on her way to toasted by now, not that Ginger cared. She still wanted to tell Amber all about Lamy the book nerd, and her horrible sense of style. But for now that could wait as she found a spot in on the make shift dance floor to move to the sound of the music around her. She'd spotted her brother around there somewhere, but didn't put much thought into as she grooved, arms up above her head.
"This like, so totally awesome!" She squeed to the person nearest her, not even caring who it was for the moment.
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