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THIRD PERSON
"Anyways Marcus, my parental units are gonna be out of town, so me and the crew were thinking of firing up the commodore 64, a little 'castle wolfenstein'. My dad left a little amaretto too, if we wanna get a little crazy." Marcus was about to speak, but Persephone walked up to the table speaking before he could. "That sounds like a party to me. And I love parties." Persephone smirked as she looked at Shabnam. "P-Persephone. I- uh my dad made it pretty clear, just uh- just a few friends." The boy mumbled not making direct eye contact with the girl he is clearly afraid of.
"You can't win an election with only a few friends." Billy pointed out. "Percistly. And like I said, I love parties." Persephone spoke glaringly at the boy now. "Y-yeah- yeah a party works too." "Good." Persephone smiled, before sticking her hand out to Lex to help her stand on the table which he did. Marcus looked up at the girl but she never once looked in his direction. Persephone stomped her foot on the table which caught everyone's attention and turned it towards her. "Party at Shabnam's. There will be boze."
