Mira disentangled herself from Fea when she remembered the Jello shots she had secretly made just in case things got boring. While Jello shots might not have been the most respectable of drinks for a high school reunion (she knew Fea especially would disapprove unless made with bourbon or something equally vile and orange-nail-polish-remover-tasting), they would certainly be a conversation piece.
Before she had a chance to go get them from the kitchen, however, it occurred to Mira that she had not yet crushed Nienna in a death hug. One look around told her the art student was nowhere to be found and thus must be in the studio. Mira smiled. Many a good time had been had in the studio, often at her expense. She disappeared down the hallway to find her reclusive friend (aka Mira has to be a big girl and go to work now).
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Rise and rise again until lambs become lions.
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