[Giggling, she raises her glass in a toast before taking another drink. This guzzle drains her glass, and she's warm and a little fuzzy headed as she makes her way over to the gift baskets to find another bottle to pop open. She manages to get it open before she's back at the couch, and laughs loudly as champagne bubbles out the top and goes everywhere.
Her glass is filled as soon as she's able.]
I fell off the jungle gym at school when I was little.
[If he wanted to know. They don't have to explain, but she likes telling him about herself. It's almost like he wants to know the real her, not just her stage persona.]
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Her glass is filled as soon as she's able.]
I fell off the jungle gym at school when I was little.
[If he wanted to know. They don't have to explain, but she likes telling him about herself. It's almost like he wants to know the real her, not just her stage persona.]
How about...never have I ever been rejected.