"take me, to the moon i wanna be with the stars send me, send me into orbit your eyes tell the truth baby i could just get lost in them sorry if i stare " -into orbit alex isley
(tw - drugs, alcohol, gambling, etc.)
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soft electric music fills the air without effort, like waves colliding with each other; the sound rushes in and around every person in the room. some react to the beat with sensual dances, others continue in chatter, but the melodies speaks enrapturing-like to them in some manner. the neon vermilion red lights illuminated the bodies entranced by the song.
the euphoria they were feeling was a understatement from the real fun happened behind closed door. separated by a wall connected to the club was another hidden secretive club, concealed from the eyes of citizens. it was exclusively only for those who want a proper fun. 'aqui yo mando by kali uchisft rico nasty' reverberate from the humongous speakers.
neon pink lights contrast against the peculiar orange tinted walls, many tables were planted around the large room covered by; cards, marijuana, cocaine, and dice. also including many males with wads of cash. between the crowds of people and eager women in revealing outfits was a pale blond male with a shit eating smirk. standing next to him was a cocoa-brown skinned woman dressed in a silk white dress.
her arms were crossed against her chest while she held a neutral gaze, her shoulder length chocolate locks laid freely. the man leaned onto his cheek as the high males around them began to get impatient. "por que estamos esprerando, gringo." (why are we waiting, white boy?) said one of the men, who was dressed in a black suit.
"tranquilo, senor alexander. tengo una invitada especial para ti." (calm down, mr. alexander. i have a special guest for you, she/her wise.) he remarked care freely. alexander's eyes widened from the mention of a woman arriving, his hand clinged into fists under the table joyously. "bien, laurent."
laurent sends a wink, icy blue eyes gleaming in excitement. abbie refrained from rolling her eyes at the mere existence of all the men around her, her white heeled foot tapped on the shiny black marble floor. the last thing she wanted was their eyes on her friend, a heel into their throat sounds oddly satisfying.
after a good few seconds, there was the sound of high heels click-clacking on the slick floor even apparent over the music. some men turn their heads only to grunt in surprise at the elated h/c haired woman. she was dressed in white pantsuit, fully exposing her radiantly luminous golden corset top.
her diamond e/c eyes shortly connected with abigail's violet irises, before she felt herself being hugged by the buoyant blond man. "senora l/n, estoy tan euforico de vete. te ves preciosa."(miss l/n, i'm so elated to see you. you look gorgeous.)
