Stolen from Ani… I couldn’t resist.

Something in Angela’s punch made me decide I was the star of my own private photo shoot. I wish I could say that was the end of all ridiculous decisions, unfortunately others resulted in a cab driver getting out of his cab and confronting Austin on the street and so many claw marks on my shoulders I’ll be wearing sweaters for weeks.

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