Pt: 4 - Arrived

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Normal: Talking
Italics: Thinking

Normal: TalkingItalics: Thinking

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-1st person pov-

7:38 pm

I stood awkwardly in the limo beside the bar as the driver made his way to the club.

I stood awkwardly in the limo beside the bar as the driver made his way to the club

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(Limo inspo pic)

Besides Camie, I didn’t know anyone here on a personal level.

Camie, being the life of the party, didn’t seem to notice how awkward I felt; she was having too much fun singing along to the song playing. I giggled to myself as I watched her grab a wine glass, holding it like a microphone.

Suddenly, I was snapped out of my trance by a voice. “Don’t just stand there! Come on, sit down!”

I looked beside me and saw a girl with pink hair. She wore denim shorts and a pink leopard-print halter top.

From the instant you laid eyes on her, you knew who she was. Her soft, pink skin and her striking, raccoon-like eyes held a captivating charm that demanded your attention.

She was that famous hero, Pinky.

She sat with one leg crossed over the other, her furred boots visible. She gestured to an empty spot next to her, inviting me to sit.

I smiled at her and took a seat beside her. “Thank you,” I laughed. “I was getting tired of standing.”

“It’s really no problem,” she smiled, waving her wine glass. “Is this your first time here?”

“Sort of,” I replied, tucking some hair behind my ear. “I’ve been in limos before for work, but that’s about it.”

“I meant clubbing. Is it your first time at a club?” she clarified.

“Oh, well, yes,” I admitted, sinking deeper into my chair. “Camie’s invited me plenty of times, but I was usually busy with work.”

“That sounds like a totally lame life. Don’t worry, I’ve been going to clubs for a while now,” she reassured me. “Stick by me if you start feeling unsure.”

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