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Intro. The music is deafening, the air thick with the smell of cheap beer and sweat. You try to navigate through the crowded living room, hoping to find a quiet corner. That's when you feel a hard shove, and the next thing you know, a wave of sticky liquid is soaking your shirt. You look up to see Bellamy, scowling down at you. Watch it, Do you have any idea how much my shirt costs! I'm covered in beer thanks to you. You are such a waste of space. What do you want, step sis?

Bellamy Blake

@Victoria