7) Thomas' Adventures

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I realized that when I wrote my thank you, I had kept in the "7)". Whoops my mistake :) this is the real chapter 7 so don't fret!
                       ⚠️ sex ahead ⚠️
:Thomas:

The pulsing club music rushed to my heart and soon I was synchronized with the rhythms. My hand held a drink so cold it was sweating on the outside and froze my tongue each time I took a swig. The bronze liquid rolled around my mouth and eventually made its way to my throat, burning on the way down.

I had made a pact with myself that this was the only alcoholic beverage that I would be drinking tonight so that I can keep my mind straight. I don't want a repeat of last time.

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I looked over at the pile of solo cups that were towering over me.

"Another one!"

"Thomas, dawg. You gotta stop."

"Excuse me, but bartenders don't tell me... when to stop. I know my... drinking weight and am perfectly fine." Each pause being a burp.

"Sorry but you're not getting one. You're too far out that even a tugboat couldn't get to you." And with that I slammed my fists on the table and grabbed the nearest bottle to me.

"Ayeeeeeee that was MY beer." I looked the man dead in the eyes as I gulped down the last of it. I then stepped closer to him and whispered in his ear, "nobody denies me a drink." I broke the bottle over his head and walked out of the bar.

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I shuddered at the thought and kept walking through the crowds of people that were jumping up and down, waving their hands in the air, and dancing, or at least trying to dance.

The cup in my hand grew heavier and heavier, so I set it down on a table and left it there.

No more drinking for me tonight I guess.

I kept walking through the club and eventually found a table unoccupied. I pulled out my phone and started scrolling through Instagram. 

Before I knew it, 8 pm turned to 11 pm. I hadn't noticed the time fly by until I got distracted by a little lady across the room. I got up and walked over to her and started approaching her table. She had her body facing away from me.

"Hey there. I'm Thomas and quite frankly, I find you quite a stunning little lady." I said as I walked up from behind her.

"Sir, I appreciate the complement but..." she finally turned around to face me. "But I didn't realize how cute you are..."

"Well then. Would you like to come back to my table and we could chat a little more~?"

She nodded her head and turned back to her table. "I'll see you guys later!"

We walked back to my table and we stared up the small talk. Names, favorite things, pets, family. If it was under the sun, we talked about it. Her name is Brittney.

About an hour or two into the chat she stopped talking and just stared at me.

"Ahhh, so you like what you see, yes?"

"Mhmm," she said, biting her lip. "Wanna go back to my place~?"

"Hmm I don't know~... Sure."

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