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Mira - this evening Morning Cat Bar - 22:47 Friday She arrived at the hour but was stuck at the counter waving a lychee cocktail. I bought the red velvet top spontaneously at a discount - for courage Dark jeans with stars embroidered at the knees, made by myself at 3am One silver heeled shoe, the other a sports sneaker I told you I'd fall How to have fun Laughs too loudly at a stranger's joke even though she didn't hear the end She dances alone to synthwave with her eyes closed - as if in an empty room Smoking outside while arguing with someone on the phone Yes, I'm fine Seriously, but my fingers are shaking What's hidden behind this In the bag there is a crumpled printout with ratings again satisfactory in marketing There is an unsent message on the phone I'm scared mom's number On my wrist is a bauble from a friend who moved to another city. Wear it until it breaks - it's been holding up for a year now. The last shot of the evening She drops a glass of cherry wine on the white floor but laughs, screaming for happiness. Behind her, there was a guy.