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chapter 2: cockblocked❗️

Danielle

I leaned against the cold bar and the pulsating beat of the music thumping through my body. The club was packed, bodies gyrating to the rhythm, and the air was thick with the mixed scent of sweat, perfumes, and liquors.

The drinks flowed freely as my colleagues and I celebrated the end of a grueling workweek. Shots were flowing like water and we were getting our buzz on not giving a damn about tomorrow's hangover.

With a drink in hand, I glanced over at my close friend, Hanni, who was already in a tipsy state, asking random people their names and doing acrostic poems with it.

"Hanni, how many shots have we had? I think I've lost count already!" I shouted right close to her ear because of the loud music.

I caught a look on her face and she's freaking red as lobsters.

"Who the fuck needs counting in a place like this? Don't tell me that hag Mr. Jung is here to remind us about numbers, spreadsheets, and whatnots?!" she exclaimed checking the corners of this place to search for the aforementioned person.

I wheezed at her reaction.

"Well, I guess you've had one too many." I teased her.

"Says someone who's in a good buzz." She responded. I chuckled, also feeling the alcohol's warmth spreading through my veins."But don't get too drunk 'cause I wouldn't want to be the instant babysitter of a 25-year old."

I just stucked my tongue out at her last complaint shoving my shot glass infront of her face clinking with hers together and we downed another shots just at the sound drowned out by the booming beats.

As the alcohol took hold, the music seemed to call out tempting us to join the crowd on the dance floor. Hanni grabbed my hand with her eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Dani babe, you up for some ass twerking like Miley you know like this?" She had a goofy look on her face while playfully shaking her booty.

I rolled my eyes, just Hanni and her quirky ass. But I don't see why not? So I decided to join her request, I mean, we're here to let loose afterall.

As we stumbled onto the dance floor, I couldn't help but laugh again at Hanni's tipsy antics. "You better watch out before you trip and break a leg like literally, dumbass!" I shouted over the booming bass. She responded something but it sounded gibberish to me so I just let it slide for the moment.

A few more strides and we finally reached the center part of the crowd.

Hanni and I were still giggling like high school girls as we started some moves with our body. We danced like ferals letting the music guide our bodies while shouting ridiculous things at each other.

I was feeling all confident, swaying my hips and running my hands up and down my curves like I was auditioning for George Michael's Careless Whisper music video.

My god, my mother would have never thought of coming across a video while surfing on youtube and seeing her youngest daughter in a music video dancing provocatively in one of her favorite classic songs.

I was deep in my groove when I felt that Hanni was right behind me now and she was just standing, so I decided to playfully grind my ass on her.

But it was kind of different..

Something's poking the lower part of my back.

I decided to turn around and my eyes narrowed in confusion only to come face to face with a taller figure.

My drunken brain couldn't make sense of it, like, how the hell did that midget grow a few inches in a split second?

"Hanni, did you grow overnight or what?" I asked in confusion drawing closer to her face. Just what kind of hocus pocus she did to herself?