The punch was spiked. Beautiful.
She took a cup from the boy posted to pour and drank it, the sharp tang of alcohol mixing with the sweetness of the punch.
If only it'd been spiked with blood...
But she wasn't that hungry. Not really. She still had enough control not to jump on anyone with a pulse.
Now if only she had a dance partner...
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