It is 12:10 AM and Aubrey's party is still in full swing. No one but I knows how it is to have 30 girls in one's house. They're at M.'s cafe, where the party is, but going up and down the house, in and out of Aubrey's bedroom. Seven of them are sleeping over. Angelique's friends are here as well, and one of them is sleeping over too.

I can't go to bed until the party is over. Neither can M.'s staff. They are in their sleeping quarters, in the kitchen, at the main gate, and beside the street. I've been stepping out to check on them once in a while. We must give them some of the food.