Wynebrough Camp: The Reformatory Centre
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<b>AT THE ATELIER, MANHATTAN</b>
The whole living room was in a huge mess. There was a lot of beer bottles and broken champagne on the floor. All of the guests had left the party earlier. However, Bryant still could not be found anywhere.
"Bryant, where are you? Come here, we need to discuss."
Feeling slight nauseous and dizzy, you stand up from the couch and walks to your dad.
"Why are you here? If you are here for the party, you're hella late." you grinned at your dad while grabbing the champagne on the floor.
"I have had enough of your wild parties! I didn't buy this penthouse just for you to make parties every night!"
"Stop acting like you're my dad. Geez."
"I am YOUR dad, Bryant. If your mum was here, she would be ext-"