Bad Blood (Taylor Swift)

Mission (Part 1)

We stand a block away with Arysn by my side we go inside a club.
We flirt with men who have girlfriends with drinks.
I know it sounds weird but we are under age and need to smell like booze.
We easily get covered with splashes of booze here and there.
I smile at Arysn's nervousness. She smiled sheepishly. I laughted, and asked "How many times have you done this?"
"'This'?" She asks.
"This, as in," I lean in closer, "Fight others; Maybe kill," she stopped after kill and had a face of saddness and terror.
My heart lurched at the sight. I hug her, "I'm sorry," I say in a light voice.
"Its fine. It's fine," she said in a slightly broken voice.
"Let's go, Arysn, it's okay." I put a hand on her back and pretend to stumble along.
As we approach the door I whisper into her ear to giggle.
Once we reach the door we press the button and giggle drunkenly.
"What!" Says a tough manly voice.
"Hia!" Arysn giggles sexually.
"Sorry we're a little drunk. My friend gets a little flirty. We need a cab and my phone died," I giggle and whisper something I'm embarrassed to say. I giggled again and the door click. We stumble in and fake a fit of giggles at us almost triping.
Four guys sitting at the desk took one look at us and their jaws dropped.
Our tight, barley any clothes catches their eyes.

TO BE CONTINUED