Woman with light brown hair in purple lingerie drunk sleeping beauty surrounded by men

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The nightclub was a mess, with empty liquor bottles scattered everywhere and flashing lights flickering overhead. A group of models had gathered in the center of the dance floor, all looking like they'd had one too many drinks.

At the center of the group was Emily, a petite 20-year-old woman with light brown hair slicked back from her face. She wore a green sundress that barely covered her D-cup breasts, paired with purple lingerie and a pink bra visible underneath. Her skin shone under the bright lights, but her eyes looked sleepy and her eyelids drooped.

To her left stood two men in matching jeans and white t-shirts. One of them had his arm around Emily's shoulders, holding her up as she swayed precariously. The other man was laughing and slapping him on the back, both of their faces flushed with drink.

On Emily's right were three more men, all wearing different colors of shirts but matching jeans. They stood in a row, each one holding onto the next for support, their eyes bleary from too much drinking.

The group was laughing and shouting, their voices echoing off the walls as they stumbled around the dance floor. The music thumped through the air, but no one seemed to care about dancing anymore - they were all just trying to stay on their feet.

As Emily leaned in close to her friends, she let out a loud belch that sent them all laughing. One of the men on her right side stumbled forward and almost fell over before catching himself against the wall.

The room was a mess, but no one seemed to care - they were all having too much fun. The models were living in the moment, letting loose and enjoying themselves without a care in the world.

But as the night wore on, Emily's eyelids began to droop even further. She stumbled against her friends, holding onto them for support as she tried to stay upright. Her skin was slick with sweat from dancing, but she couldn't seem to keep herself awake any longer.

The men around her caught her and held her up, laughing and slapping each other on the back. "Look at Emily go!" one of them shouted, holding her above his head like a trophy.

Emily's eyes fluttered shut as she let out a soft groan, her body swaying precariously in the air. She was exhausted, drunk beyond recognition, but still smiling from ear to ear as her friends carried her around the dance floor, laughing and singing along to the music.