𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓 ~ | 𝘔𝘢𝘹 𝘝𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯

Yours Truly

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"You okay?" Layla's voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I looked up. I realized I had stopped walking. We are at the entrance of the club now.

How did we get here?

"Yeah, I'm good." I smiled at her. She nodded, still a little suspicious but letting it go. I linked my arm with hers as we walked inside. The loud music enveloped us. The club was packed full.

Since some of Lando's friends, yes they exist, weren't able to attend the celebration, we had all decided that it was the responsible thing to do. Another party. And you may me thinking, Sabrina, are you okay, you just got over your last hangover? And I will reply, I need therapy but can't open up to people so I found a wonderful home remedy.

Alcohol.

Try it sometime, you prick. (I say this lovingly.)

"I'm getting a drink." She told me, almost having to yell over the loud music. I nodded.

"I'll meet you there. I just have to find Lando." I yelled back. She gave me a thumbs up and disappeared into the crowd.

Lando was not very hard to find. I spotted him getting thrown in the air by a group of his friends. I smiled and weaved my way through the crown to them. As soon as he caught sight of me, he got down.

Subtle.

"Heyyy! Clemmiee!" He slurred, giving me a hug and leaning almost all his body weight on me. I was almost winded and pushed him back to his feet. He laughed.

"Got a head start, huh?" I crossed my arms.

"I'll make it up to you. Drink?" He smirked.

"I'll take five." I nodded. He slung an arm around my shoulders.

"That's my girl!" He yelled way too loudly. I supported him as we headed over to the bar. Layla clearly didn't mind that I was drinking with someone else because she was flirting with a random guy already.

The next thing I remember, I was dancing to DJ Lando with a random guy of my own. My vision was blurry, so I couldn't really see his face very clearly, but I didn't care. Maybe it was a good thing.

As we danced, he began to get a little touchy. Grabbing my hips from behind and pressing himself against me. I didn't care. It was nice to dance with someone I didn't know at all. No strings. No care. I smirked as I felt his lips against my neck. I decided to play along and grided my hips against him, making him groan.

After a while, I got bored. Sure, I felt my skin tingle, but after a while, it got a bit old. Mr. Randomguy didn't seem to find it boring, though. He complained when I pulled away from him.

Maybe if I was more drunk. Yes, that's a good plan.

"Do you want a drink?" I asked loudly over the music.

"Uuh... sure." He shrugged. I nodded and indicated that he should wait here for me before turning and making my way through the crowd to the bar. They were pretty busy, so even after I ordered, it still took a while.

"Oh, hi!" I looked over to see Lily sitting on the stool next to me.

"Oh my goodness, why hello!" I slurred. She grinned.

"You seem like you're having fun." She laughed. I smiled, sitting down on a stool as well.

"Yup. The best part of being an F1 driver." I laughed, wobbling a little on my stool. She grabbed my arm to steady me. "Can I ask you something?" I began.