The music in the club was so loud White couldn't hear his thoughts. Todd asked to meet him here for some reason he didn't understand. White never liked this kind of place, too many people, alcohol and sweating in one area. He forced his way through the crowd of swaying bodies, walking over to his friend's VIP table.
"White, sit down." Todd greeted him with a smile, pointing next to him. He sits on the leather couch, glancing back at the dance floor and shivers.
"Why did you want to meet here?" White asked, eying his friend sipping the light brown liquid from his glass.
"You need to loosen up a little, White. And you owe me for telling you about Black." Todd grinned, pushing one of the full glasses to him.
"Are you a debt collector or what?" White asked, rolling his eyes to hide how nervous he was. He took the glass and swallowed the bitter beverage.
"What's up? You look nervous." Todd eyed him suspiciously. White blinked a few times before he glanced towards the dance floor.
"You didn't come alone. Fuck, White!" The taller man spat out angrily.
"No, he didn't, you prick." Sean pops up from the crowd, standing in front of Todd and glaring right back at him.
"You took your watchdog with you? That means you don't trust me." Todd turned his attention on White.
"I know it was you, Todd," White murmured, standing up and walking to hide behind Sean.
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OffGun January Collection of Drabbles 2022
Fanfic✅ COMPLETED OffGun monthly drabbles and short stories for 2022. I thought about not joining this year, but I couldn't resist.🤦♀️
