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Juliana's POV:

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The night was probably still young as I danced to the beat of the songs in the dancefloor. I didn't know what time it was. Not like I cared either. What mattered more to me was how much leisure I was in at the moment. It was pure euphoria even though I probably smell like tequila.

Speaking of tequila, I don't think I've had enough drinks to forget the shit my ex did yet.

I thought as I made my way back to get more cocktails. Me and my ex recently broke up, which was why I was currently at the bar; to hopefully find someone else and moveon. As I danced my way back to order myself another cocktail, I stumbled upon someone.

"Watch it!" She exclaimed.

Maldita naman.

"Kalma boss." I said as I turned to look at her. The clothing style of people at the bar were diverse but boy was I shocked seeing her dressed in mostly this pastel shade of pink. Even though the blinding led lights that alternated from different colours illuminated the bar, I could still tell it was definitely pink.
"Hello kitty kaba?" I blurted out with my brows furrowed as I looked at her amused. I could tell how she was offended by what I said.

"Excuse you?" She scoffed.
"Daan lang." I replied sarcastically.

I had a feeling she could tell I was drunk as she looked at me with a trace of annoyance in her eyes. Napangiti ako dahil alam kong napipikon ko siya. Something about it just felt satisfying.
"God I hate bitches like you. Can you find someone else to mess with? Tangina iinom lang naman sana ako-" Before she could continue with her frustrated rants, something in me just couldn't help but focus on how pink her lips were. I couldn't help but focus on how her lipgloss glistened under the coloured lights and so I kissed her, interrupting whatever she was trying to say which definitely caught her off guard. My vision was blurry, I couldn't take a clear look of her face, but with my eyes closed she reciprocated the kiss before I wrapped my arms around her neck.

What the fuck am I doing?

I thought as she slowly held my waist. We were at a public area, with probably somewhere near a hundred people around. Sober me would definitely not do this. But what do I have to lose? It's a damn bar anyway.

"You're fucking crazy." She chuckled breaking the kiss.
"You don't like crazy?" I asked her with a smirk.
"How about I buy you a drink before sending you to a mental institute?"
"Ay wow ha. Pero kung libre mo naman pala yung inumin go na ako jan." I laughed as we made our way to order more drinks.

Maybe she can temporarily aid the pain my ex had caused. I really am glad Jani took me to a bar.

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Maeve's POV

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Saturday // 11:01pm

It was a lovely Saturday evening. Usually, during weekends I would be on break from transactions because I found it safer to make deals during weekdays due to the fact that bars are usually less crowded from university students and people who were on work break visiting the bar to party during their free time.
But I had to make an exception. This was because Mr. Ramirez, an old major client we had, requested to make a deal with us after more than 5 years. Mr. Ramirez was a big shot client. He was also an Arceta's ally. Whenever we transacted, it would always earn my family at least more than a hundred million. Which also makes transactions with him risky.

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