but right now； all she wanted to do was say hi to Thaddeus and then hop a cab to the Tribeca Star and spend the night partying with Blair。 Tomorrow； they could have a lazy brunch； nursing their hangovers with glasses of fresh…squeezed orange juice。 Then they’d watch Breakfast at Tiffany’s and all the other old movies Blair loved。
“Serena！” someone shouted from behind her。 Breckin O’Dell was lumbering over to her from the bar； looking extremely pleased with himself。 His reddish hair was artfully spiked into peaks； and he wore a skinny purple tie and a black vest。
Hell is other people’s… outfits？
Serena made