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It was Thirsty Thursday, and the energy in the air was electric. The students at the university were already in party mode, and the bars and clubs were filling up quickly with thirsty revelers. In the midst of the chaos, a group of friends set out on a mission to make the most of their Thursday night.

Their leader, Alex, was the life of the party. He had a way of getting everyone pumped up and ready to have a good time. As they made their way through the crowded streets, Alex's voice rang out, singing out the words of a familiar tune.

"Thirsty, thirsty Thursday, yo-de-lay-hee, yo-de-lay-hee-hee-hoo!" he belted out, raising a cup in the air.

The group followed suit, echoing his words and clinking their drinks together in celebration. With the sound of pounding bass and flashing lights in the background, they continued on their quest to find the ultimate party experience.

As they entered the first club, the energy intensified. Bodies twisted and gyrated to the beat of the music, and the group felt alive with anticipation. They laughed and joked, taking sips of their drinks every chance they got.

But as the hours ticked by, the party began to take its toll. One by one, the members of the group started to fall away, their eyes growing heavy and their movements sluggish. The music seemed to get louder and the lights brighter, and they were all feeling the effects of the wild night.

Yet Alex remained unfazed. He continued to dance and sing, his cup never empty as he worked the room. He seemed to thrive in the chaos, immune to the effects of the non-stop partying.

Finally, as the night began to draw to a close, the group stumbled out into the crisp night air. They were exhausted and drained, but Alex seemed to be on a different wavelength altogether. He was animated and fired up, his cup still in hand as he led the way onto the deserted street.

And as they made their way back to their dorms, Alex's voice carried out into the night once more.

"We are young, but we can make it rain. It's thirsty, thirsty Thursday!" he sang out, his voice echoing through the silent streets.

And though they were tired and depleted, the group couldn't help but smile at the memory of the wild night they had shared. For even though they were all feeling the effects of the party, they couldn't deny the thrill of the experience, and the memory of that Thirsty Thursday would stay with them forever.