Pick couldn't stop glaring at the crowd of sweaty bodies swaying into the rhythm of the horrible EDM song, letting the euphoria from the alcohol take over their senses. Sipping from his warmed beer, Pick huffed annoyingly. He hated clubs.
"Why the long face?" Porsche patted his shoulder, sitting beside him with his drink.
"I want to go home." Pick growled.
"We just got here." Porsche pointed out.
"And I want to go home already." Pick snarled at his friend again.
"Look, Pick. I know you miss Rome, but this is our school reunion. You can't go home after an hour." Porsche scolded him.
"Why?"
"Because it's rude and Rome want's you to have fun."
Pick sighed, taking a big gulp from the drink. He could try to stay another hour for Rome.
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OffGun June Collection of Drabbles 2023
Fanfiction✅ COMPLETED A collection of drabbles and short stories with OffGun and their various ships.
