The coconut tree outside the balcony coughed. The air it inhaled smelled different. The television set in the hall begged to be switched on. It preferred projecting images to the continuous colors that were bouncing off its black screen from the disco light. The Bluetooth speaker screamed in pain as its belly button (strangely named 'volume') was twisted in random directions. The glass mugs, that had been playful inside the cupboard, now experienced a dizzying feeling. A rumor spread among them that the feeling was because of the golden liquid. The thermocol balls inside the bean bags hugged their loved ones. They were nearing their final moments, experiencing more pressure than ever before. The garbage bin let out an exasperated sigh as it noticed the empty chips packets and half-empty pizza boxes that lay before it. The walls of the house were silent witnesses to the chaos happening before them, holding colorful ribbons and a rectangular board that read 'Happy New Year'.
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