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After Lisu went off to greet her friends, I found myself sitting alone at the bar. The atmosphere in the club was vibrant, with people dancing and mingling all around. It was a place known for its drinks and the possibility of finding a partner for the night, attracting not only regular partygoers but also shady influencers and members of the mafia. I couldn't help but notice that many of the patrons likely had concealed weapons, a common practice for those who knew the potential risks of such gatherings.
I decided to order a shot of tequila to keep myself occupied. The bartender promptly prepared my drink and engaged in casual conversation.
"Are you alone here?" he asked, his tone friendly.
"No, I'm here with my friend," I replied, taking a sip of my tequila.
As the night wore on, I observed the club's lively crowd, wondering what unexpected twists and turns awaited me in this intriguing and perilous world.
The pulsating beat of the music filled the air as I sat alone at the bar, the dim lighting casting an enigmatic atmosphere over the entire club. With my chosen drink in hand, I took occasional sips, letting the potent liquid warm me from the inside. The scene around me was a cacophony of movement and sound, with people dancing energetically, while others engaged in animated conversations, their intentions often veiled behind the dimly lit ambiance.
A sigh escaped my lips as I leaned back against the counter, my gaze wandering across the diverse crowd in the club. Some were immersed in the rhythm, while others were on the prowl, attempting to make connections, whether for a fleeting night or something more. It was a familiar scene, one that I had seen play out many times.
Then, a voice emerged from the periphery of my awareness, breaking through the music's wall of sound. "Hello there, beautiful," a deep, confident voice spoke.
I turned my head to see a stranger standing beside me. Despite the auditory chaos surrounding us, his words had reached me clearly. I met his gaze and replied, "Hello."
I couldn't help but smile at the stranger's attempt at flirtation. His words were somewhat cheesy, but it was endearing in its own way.
"You remind me of someone I know," I replied, taking another sip of my drink. The low lighting in the club obscured his features, making it difficult to see him clearly. "His name is Vegas. He's really sweet, and he always gives me smirks."
" wow what a coincidence my name is also YN! and whats yours ?"
"my name is... Vernon. Call me Vernon."
I noticed the almost-slip, but I decided not to press further. Instead, I offered a warm smile. "Nice to meet you, Vernon. I'm YN."
he said and came close to my neck
I said and locked straight into his eyes with a small smile
