Wild Space

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Stephen rushed past a man, completely drunk, into the washroom and barked for everyone to get out. For a men's room, it completely exceeded my expectations. Girl's room was just as much crowded as this men's room. Some was in between their process- whistling, some were in front of the mirror, and some were just wasting around with a cell phone. Slowly, every one of them looked at Stephen inquisitively, without budging an inch even though Stephen sounded provocative.

When I stepped in and barked the same order; it was chaos. A girl in men's room and that too in between their chore got many extremely embarrassed; many were beet red on the neck and ears as the sound of zips flying up resonated throughout.

The mirror guys just walked past me without their looks completed. They all looked at me and Stephen, warily; while some just thought we need a quick fix and smiled at Stephen dubiously. The drunken man was happily muttering something cheesy and rushed to Stephen who had this funny look on his face. I pushed a little too hard on the drunken man and locked the door.

A handsome lean boy with mesmerizing eyes came from one of the last stalls, in between my removal of the lacy black dress. His eyes widened and looked at me standing in my black lace bra, mouth slightly open. I flipped him the bird through the mirror and quickly wore the tank top and jacket. I draped the scarf around my neck, pulling it up to my chin.

As I was about to walk out, Stephen gave me one of his sunglasses and a gun. The man still hadn't collected his guts off the floor, I guess. Thus, I smiled at him sweetly and gave him a flying kiss before parting. His eyes held dollar signs.

I felt sad for the dress to be a mess on the floor. It had cost a fortune and the salesgirl will give me a stink eyes or end up unconscious, for treating her celeb one of a kind masterpiece like that; I left it a mess on the floor, in a men's room. Stephen assured me he will get his men to pick it up.

Looking straight ahead, I walked out. The room was filled with dancers and people but on the corner, I saw Evelyn walking into a room, forcing a man by his elbows. Two big bulky men stood on either side of the door. Standing next to the door, Tom was talking heatedly to a man. For once, Tom caught my eye and flicked his eyes to the door. Though it wasn't far away, I could clearly see what he meant. Before someone else could have a chance to drop their eyes my way, I walked out.

The media people were still in full swing outside. Stephen walked out at first with the camera leaving with him. Good; no one cared my existence. They shouted why he was leaving so early from the party. Geez! A man with a bulky beard, nerd glasses and a globe of a belly looked at me curiously but no camera flashed, double good. After all, they might not have seen a jeaned jacket walking into the party. I chuckled, appreciating myself for that alliteration.

The valet brought out Stephen's car and I got inside to see my dress folded in the backseat. How? I dared not ask. Since I know Stephen and he will go all actor sadness on me saying he is hurt that I questioned his talents.

By the time we reached towards St. DominicCliffside, it was around eleven thirty. I do not have much time, I know.

Well, I am sure, Eva would never know if Stephen was by side or not. Thus, he tailed with me as we moved through the partial darkness in the thick shrubbery around the rocks. It was indeed a dangerous point. Yet, I could find people on top of the cliff and some scattered on the beach. Surprisingly it wasn't that crowded. There were faint flickering lights and hollers from above and I sighed. They are so carefree and having a blast while I am counting my steps and luck around the cliff. Carefully, I walked through the shrubbery to see a trail of trodden dirt road.