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         she stands in front of the bonfire, blue orbs entranced, looking otherworldly as golden features are illuminated by the soft flicker of the flames that dance into the night sky. she feels herself jut forward as someone bumps into her from behind, causing her drink to spill onto her hand, wetting the sheer fabric of her white top. she shakes the hand lightly, letting out a small laugh as she shakes her head and throws herself back into the reality of where she is. “good thing it wasn't the jesus juice i had in there” she murmurs, anything that had even the slightest hue of colour would have stained her top. “---water.” she adds in as an after-thought, feeling the need to clarify.