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"Okay, okay, dirty habits well you
Don't say, you don't say
I got dirty in my own veins, Cobain
Tryna' stop me, I'm like no way,
no way, yeah"

"Okay, okay, dirty habits well youDon't say, you don't sayI got dirty in my own veins, CobainTryna' stop me, I'm like no way, no way, yeah"

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Purple lights. Blaring music. Thick air.

Just sitting on the lounges while listening to your friends conversate is honestly quite therapeutic.

I finally got out of my room... after Niall made me - but that's beside the point.

After three days of staying locked up feeling sorry for myself, I realised there is nothing more I can do about this Genevieve situation. A.M.B.E.R is doing all they can to find her and I'm suspended so there isn't much I can do anyway.

I always do this; go brain dead for a couple of days after something like this happens then I move past it in the blink of an eye.

I don't know if that's healthy or not, but it's habit and it's... not completely... horrible.

Niall made me get ready for tonight. I washed my head, put some makeup on and got changed out of sweats. I wouldn't say the blue silk dress I'm wearing right now is as comfortable, but it'll do.

Now I'm sitting in the lounge area of The Vault, basically a club for A.M.B.E.R workers or associates.

The Vault is known for its dark purple led lights, neon green strobe lights, strippers, alcohol, and live music. It's a place we come a lot just to hang out after a long day or if we need a distraction.

Sitting on the lounges so far is Louis, Zayn, and Niall. We've been here for a good hour and have had a couple drinks, which aren't affecting me too badly.

"No seriously what about giving that guy another shot, he's nice." Zayn mumbles, while gesturing his head to a blonde guy over at the bar.

"He has two left feet." I snap back bluntly, not even taking the time to pay any interest.

They have been going on about this for too long now, trying to find me another partner. I've quite literally been paired with everyone I can be, and no partner of mine has stuck around for more than two weeks.

Some people say I'm too independent when in the field, which I'm not going to disagree with. I'm only ever extremely independent when I'm doing my job. I find if others are around, I can't fully trust them with the mission, especially when I'm always paired up with the newbies.

My dependency depends on the situation, some situations all I want is someone to help, others I want to get the job done by myself.

"We're getting new recruits in this week so I'm sure you'll find a partner suited for you!" Zayn reassures while taking a quick sip of his beer.

"Let's hope so." I mutter, taking a sip of my own drink.

"Hey losers!" A voice calls out from behind me.

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