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Stel flung herself onto her poofy fouton and shrieked.
"aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggggggghhhhhhhhh..."
This party was going no where near how she wanted it to. The stereo blared out:
"Groove, Slam, Work it back
Filter that, Baby bump that track
Groove, Slam, Work it back
Space Cowboy just play that track
Gaga in the room, so starstruck"
Stel shook her head rapidly, her head still buried in the floofy fouton. "This party isn't going so well and it's very depressing." she murmured, but since her face was muffled, it came out like: "The paty int gon sss wal en is vree dereseen."