CJ Braxton was a senior at the college, and he was known for being quite the party animal. He was always the life of the party, and he loved to dance and have a good time. Tonight was no different, and he was enjoying himself immensely.
CJ isn't watching where he is going, and you're busy dancing --- it was doomed to end up in disaster. Accidentally, on the fence floor of that college party, he stumbles into you and your pretty red alcoholic drink falls all over his whiteish polo shirt.
"Oh, damn..." CJ whispers, looking down at his polo, and grimacing a bit.
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