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Nightmare at the Sleepover

Rachel Higgins chuckled to herself, stretching out in anticipation of yet another successful slumber party. Well, sleepover. There needed to be more adult terms for a group of collegiates spending the night getting royally wasted on fine foreign alcohols. The whole gang was downstairs: Tabitha, Polly, and even Belle. Right now, all they were waiting for Rachel to get back to the common room with her secret stash of alcohol. "Let's see... A bottle of the African, one of the Dutch... Not the Swedish, that's for me on a rainy day... Yeah, two's probably enough." The blonde said to herself, a bottle in each hand as she stepped out from her bedroo