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A low-key house warming has taken a dramatic turn this afternoon as a group of girls decide to go full throttle.
Seated around freshly put together IKEA dining table, local girls Karly, Hannah, Claire and Darcy have gathered to celebrate their friend Marnie’s recent apartment purchase.
Having saved up for over three years, and getting a little boost from the bank of Mum and Dad, Marnie’s believed to have recently purchased one of the new concrete townhouses that sits on the edge of Lake Betoota.
So with a Sunday arvo free, and a fridge stacked with an assortment of cheeses and dips, the girls decided they’d anoint the new digs with a quiet Sunday cheeseboard.
But after four glasses of Rosé, and the added boost of a particularly salacious sex story from friend Hannah’s recent exploits, the mood quickly went from chill to chaos thanks to the introduction of some florescent margarita mix.
“We’re out of Rosé, but we could give this a go!” Marnie squealed, as she unpacked a bottle she was gifted on her 21st.
“It says just add soda, but we can mix it with a bottle of prosecco.”
Breaking out a new box of tumbler glassware from Kmart, the girls hooked into the mexi-mix with complete disregard to the fact they’ve all got to work tomorrow.
“Hey Marnie, have you unpacked your pantry stuff yet, with a splash of Sriracha we could make them chilli margs!” goaded Claire.
Gut churning hangovers to come.
