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She walked in front of her mirror looking at her fit. Simple but cute. Perfect. She got in her car and soon made her way to her nearby club.
Walking in she was immersed by the smoke, alcoholic smell, and warmness. She soaked into the atmosphere's energy, making her way to the bar. Grabbing a drink she took a boomerang of her lower body, and her drink. Posting it on her story she put her phone down, taking the drink, downing it. With that came another one, then another one. About to order another one, a man ordered two of her exact drink, then turning to her smiling.
"Whats a pretty girl like you doing here?" He spoke. She looked up at him. Another Guy, uhh she couldn't deal with it. But a free drink? why not. The bartender sat a drink in front of her, and one in front of the man.
She drank it as she felt the sober switch slowly switching off, and the intoxication kickin in. She had to get out of here as she did not have a ride.... but her night carried itself in its own ways...
Next Day
Mayaila was back in her room. She was still in the clothes she was in and her head beamed. Pounding sensations was felt.
She looked through her social media as she had received several notifications. looking at her story, her jaw dropped. There she was, With the mysterious man last night, dancing with him, drinking, as he grabbed her waist, making it look as if she was grinding on him...
"lord what did i get myself into." she said sighing. Mayaila put her phone down and went to her bathroom. She ran the bathwater as she took off her clothes, wrapping herself in a white towel.
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