Lilith wasn't like all the other girls. She had mystical powers. She was four hundred years old. She loved the darkness. She only went out at night. She loved the moon and the wind. One night she bumped into Darcy. Darcy said, "Hey, Lil, want to go to The Gothica club tonight?". Litith said, "absolutely!". The club was dark with deep reds and shades of purple. The music was eerie and beautiful. They met a douche named Phil. Phil was a real prick. Lilith cursed him. Phil ran to the restroom and puked everywhere. Darcy got up and sang one of her usual sappy songs. "Hey there pretty thing," said Zeke. Lilith just grimaced at him. "How would you like to dance?". Lilith just laughed. Zeke just shrugged and went to dance by himself. He was so goofy looking, she wondered why was he even there. This guy is such a clown, she thought. Ugh, come on Darce, thought Lilith. Darcy said, "what's wrong Lil?". Lilith said, " this place has become a joke, let's go please.". Darcy and Lilith went outside and into Darcy's car. They drove to the beach and picked up some pizza on the way. Darcy found some shells in the beach. Lilith danced and laughed. They ran into another sleezeball. Lilith thought, what is this, night of the bafoons?!, am I on planet Mars?! She shook her head and laughed.
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