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ing　when　she　saw　Thad。　He　wore　a　tight　white　cashmere　muscle　tank　and　a　pair　of　white　linen　pants。　A　six…foot…tall　girl　with　straw…colored；　ass…skimming　hair　held　his　hand。　She　wore　a　red　cleavage…baring　dress　with　an　amoeba…shaped　cutout　at　the　middle。　Serena　recognized　her　as　an　up…and…ing　singer　who’d　won　some　reality　show　petition。

“This　is　Carilee　Roberts。　Our　agent　introduced　us；”　Thaddeus　said　tightly；　brushing　his　blond　curls　from　his　forehead　as　if　he　had　a　headache。　“Carilee；　this　is　Serena　van　der　Woodsen。”

“Hey　there；　sugar。　Why；　don’t　you　look　like　just　the　sweetest　thing？　I　could　just　eat　you　up！　Of　course；　I　don’t　mean　that　literally。　I　only　like　boys！”　Carilee　said　enthusiastically；　yanking　Serena’s　shoulders　toward　her　and　kissing　her　aggressively　on　both　cheeks。

“Nice　to　meet　you。”　Serena　said　as　she　backed　away。

Thaddeus’s　light　blue　eyes　flicked　down　to　Serena’s　almost　empty　champagne　glass。　“We　need　to　get　you　a　drink。　And　we　need　to　get　me　ten。　Can　you　hang　out　with　us　for　a　bit？　Serge　couldn’t　make　it。　He　decided　to　go　to　a　Boys’　Night　Out　party　instead；”　Thaddeus　whispered。　Serena　could　detect　a　hint　of　desperation　in　his　voice。　Thad　obviously　wished　he　was　at　a　Boys’　Night　Out　party；　rather　than　the　Hollywood…heavy　party　Ira　had　insisted　he　host。

“Of　course。”　Serena　smiled　as　she　trailed　after　Carilee　and　Thaddeus　to　the　bar。　It　was　the　least　she　could　do。　Blair　would　understand。

Of　course　she　would。

What　the　fuck；　Blair　murmured　as　she　listened　to　Serena’s　voice…mail　message　click　on　for　the　tenth　time　tonight。　She　was　sitting　on　the　edge　of　the　bathtub　in　Chuck　Bass’s　Tribeca　Star　suite。　Serena　had　promised　that　she’d　only　stay　at　her　Hollywood　is　Hell　party　for　an　hour；　but　it　was　now　almost　el