𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐄 | 𝒂. 𝒍𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒉𝒂𝒓𝐭

𝐗𝐗𝐗𝐈

Friday
9:00 P.M.

You sighed as you walked downstairs, you were still deciding whether you should go to the party or not; it had already started.

And you chose to go.

You had on black baggy pants with dark brown loose boots and a black turtleneck shirt with beige suspenders. You sure as hell weren't going to go in that club naked, Sasha is crazy if she thinks anyone is going in there naked. Plus, it's cold as hell to be doing all that.

Ever since Hitch and Porco died, the house had been..quiet. You weren't gonna lie, you were a bit lonely. But no matter how lonely you got, you weren't going to regret being involved in their deaths.

I'm going to be in the middle of sweaty, horny fucks tonight You thought in disgust. But if it grants me a chance to get Annie back then I guess I'll endure it for her.

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𝑪𝒍𝒖𝒃 𝑶𝒇 𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒆

You stared at the sign of the club for a couple of seconds before stepping forward and walking towards the entrance.

As soon as you entered, the smell of sweat, perfume, cologne, sex and alcohol immediately filled your senses, slightly overwhelming you. The music was blaring loudly, making the entire building vibrate a bit. Hell, you couldn't even hear your own thoughts.

You slowly walked up to the small balcony, giving you a clear view of the dance floor at the bottom. Lights were flashing blue, red and purple and everyone was dancing and jumping to the music like idiots. Thank god, everyone had at least a piece of clothing on. You don't think you could handle the second hand embarrassment of seeing someone fully naked on the dance floor.

Girls and boys were on top of little stages and they were dancing, twerking and twirling, showing off their ass and abs. You noticed everyone had on makeup, and I mean everyone, some had even put red marks under their eyes. The dance floor had lights flashing purple and red while the bar had the lights flashing blue. You put your hands on the rail and leaned on it, watching as people took a bunch of shots at the bar.

You watched as people were grinding against each other, dancing together, skin to skin, some were even making out. You looked at the bar once more and saw somebody doing body shots. "Sasha and Connie really know how to throw a party, huh?" You muttered to yourself, though you couldn't even hear your own voice.

Speaking of one of them, you saw Connie jump on the main stage where the DJ was and pick up the mic, "All right! Everyone, over here, please! Eyes up here!"