I danced to a Lady Gaga song. I feel like I've betrayed everything I believe in.
It's tough going stag. Both dateless, my cousin asked me to dance with her. That's the good thing about being girls.
I did miss D. But it's not like he danced with me at the last one. He and my dad escaped to the bar and smoked cigars all night. I may as well have been stag there too.
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