𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞

ɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ

It was Friday, and Luca and I had decided to go out tonight. Luca had reminded me to let go tonight.

Luca and I planned to meet there, but I was going to Uber there because I was planning on getting fucked up.

As I entered my room, I went straight to my closet and began looking for something to wear for the club tonight.

As my final decision, I chose a dark crimson criss cross ruched bodycon dress. I stripped out of my clothes and put on my dress, without bothering to shower because I had already showered this morning.

Since I didn't want aching feet tomorrow, I put on my lace up sandals rhinestone. My dogs looked nice, especially because I got my feet done earlier this week.

I entered the bathroom and took out my straightening iron. My curls were combed and blow dried to help them straighten better. After about two hours of straightening, my hair was eventually straightened.

Hm, it will do.

I took out my makeup bag. Because I wanted to go all out, I opted to glam my entire face tonight. I decided on a dark red smoky eyeshadow makeup look. I even topped it off with a sparkling of red glitter.

Then I applied blush to my cheeks and put on mascara and eyeliner. Since I didn't like the way lipstick felt on my lips, I chose to use clear gloss on my lips.

Once I finished my makeup, I grinned at myself in the mirror.

I was so looking forward to tonight.

I immediately returned to my room and applied both deodorant and perfume. I was certain that I smelled as nice as I looked.

When I was finished getting ready, I removed my phone from the charger and checked my purse for my ID.

Once everything was in order and ready to go, I called for an Uber. I went downstairs and waited for my Uber outside.

What if I was kidnapped?

Eh.

I got a text when my Uber arrived, and I got into the car, which had an Uber sticker on it. The driver made small conversation, before being entirely silent and turning up the music.

When we arrived at the club, I texted Luca to let him know I was there. He texted me back, saying he was waiting for me in line. I grinned.

I wouldn't have to stand in the back anymore because I could skip it.

When I approached the line, I immediately saw Luca. I ran over to him and hugged him. We both squealed as he hugged me back.

When we came to a halt, I took advantage of the opportunity to scan over his outfit.

He was dressed in black jeans and a devil graphic print spliced button up shirt. He then put on a new pair of white sneakers. His clothing was stylish and fire.

Well done, Luca.

"Luca, your outfit is sick! I'm absolutely going to borrow that shirt," I exclaimed.

He groaned and rolled his eyes, accepting his defeat. "You take everything from me, Vale, but you look sexy!"

I smiled and went to respond, only to be interrupted by a 'next'. I noticed I was now in front of the line when I looked back.

Bingo.

Luca and I flashed our IDs to the security guards, who nodded and let us into the club.

The scent of booze, sweat, and weed hit me as soon as I went in. I thought I could smell cigarettes as well, but I wasn't sure.

Luca took my hand in his and squeezed it tightly, as if he didn't want us to be separated in the crowd.