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1984
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"Come on. Your missing all the fun, girl! It's a new year! A time to celebrate!" A fifteen year old Hartford socialite told her best gal pal.
"I don't know. We are a month late." The friend replied skeptically.
"Let's head over to the bar so that you can forget about that loser. Maybe you'll get lucky." The first girl wiggled her eyebrows at the last part.
"Well, if they'll serve me booze I'm in." Said the reluctant girl. Laughing, the two danced their way over to the bar.
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On the opposite side of the room a seventeen year old guy was having the same problem. "Dude, wouldn't it feel better if you just got drunk instead of missing her? You're on vacation, for God's sake. Act like it." The guy's friend wasn't convinced.
"Give me a break. This is a party full of snobs, rich snobs, or rich cheerleading snobs." He ranted.
"Look, the bar has beer. Maybe you'll loosen up after you get a couple in you. Come on." The first guy coaxed. Finally the second guy surrendered by saying,
"You're paying for my hangover food bill and you're going to be the one who gets pummeled because I hit on some guy's girlfriend." With that the teens headed toward the bar.
Neither the reluctant girl nor guy knew yet how their actions tonight would affect them over the course of the next twenty years.