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Coriander looked at the drink in her hand, or tried to. She was holding three gles which swayed and doubled. She could see the clear liquid move and gurgle as she made her way through the packed room. Her blouse was soaked through and she could feel the first swells of her getting soaked. Her long ginger hair was coming undone where she had pleated it and her fringe plastered to her forehead. She tried focusing on the faces of her peers, but found them to sneering at her, leering at what a mess she was. She gave up looking at their faces and decided their stomachs were much more nicer to look at..this is when she noticed the gun, sticking out Lazarus’s waistband.