Dory: A Fictional Narrative

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A smile swept across her face when she heard Dory order a root beer, it was a bit of a relief to know she wasn’t the only one in the club that didn’t drink alcohol. She didn’t come to the club to drown her sorrow with beer, she came because it seemed like such a wonderful. Sure it was full of people who drank, and did many numbers of things but she could see past that. When others just saw people who wanted to escape reality she saw people who just wanted to have a good time. Though it would appear that there was only a handful of people who didn’t drink, or did drugs here. Rapunzel shifted her gaze to look at the bar stool, she nodded her head and within a matter of seconds she hopped onto it. She turned her gaze and looked towards Dory,
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