That night, while Ana was beading a bracelet and Rose Marie was freaking out about their close (but not really) brush with homicide and Max Barker was wondering if he'd uncovered a shiny new serial killer in Boston, Christian was busy dragging Rain to a party in Allston. The party was at the apartment of a friend of their friend Costella (and didn't Christian always wonder what her parents were thinking when they named her that - unlike Rain, the name Costella answered to was actually the name on her birth certificate), and Costella had mentioned it to practically everyone she knew, because the guy who lived in the apartment had told her to. Christian just hoped it was a big apartment, or that it had a yard.
( At least it's not raining )
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( At least it's not raining )
words: 862
total words: 8075