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Sarah pulls me through the crowd of dancing people. The bass pounds heavily, causing me to feel almost dizzy. We had done about four shots now and that was not helping the dizziness.

"I LOVE THIS SONG!"

Sarah's hand leaves mine as she starts dancing to some remix. Not having anything better to do, I join her and we dance together.

Pretty soon a group forms around us to watch. Hungry eyes from both men and women alike. I feel slightly disturbed, but my alcohol fogged mind doesn't care. In fact, I put even more effort into dancing with Sarah.

What does grab my attention, is when one brave soul steps forward and tries to join the dance. I turn my back on the girl and move closer to Sarah, who has also taken notice.

"Can we go back to the bar?"

Sarah nods and pulls me along once again. We listen as the small crowd groans at our retreat. Our seats from earlier are still open so we sit in them. Unfortunately, the person from earlier has followed us, along with another person. They lean against the bar, the guy's arm wrapping around the girl in front of him.

"Hey doll."

I ignore them, which was a bad idea. The girl steps forward and drapes her arms over my shoulders.

"We are talking to you baby boy. Please hear us out."

"I'm taken."

The guy scoffs at that.

"By the chick? No way, doll. We have a bit of a... proposal for you."

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