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It was just 12 pm and we didn't wanted to go home yet so we entered another club and sat at the bar. We talked and Martin had a beer while I took a cola. The barkeeper was nice too as he bought us an orange mango shot. He said it's happy hour and everyone gets shots and could choose a song. Martin let me pick one and I got for a love song. We danced and it was wonderful. We kissed and danced a while till we sat down to a table with another couple. They were some people in the club so there weren't that many empty tables. It was good to have some company. We all ordered some cocktails and talked.

Later we danced again and there were four guys at the dance floor who were very drunk and danced wild. Martin saw that I got nervous and got some space between them and us. The music was loud and cool. Dancing was fun. At about 2 pm we left the club and headed home. In the Bus were just a few people and I was tired. Martin looked at me and I could see the love in his eyes.

He really liked me. I was a tall blonde, 25 years old, he knew my name and he didn't know much about me besides that. I told him about my travels but he didn't know my secret. Could I trust him? Should I tell him? How would he react? When he found out that I wasn't a normal human, what would he do? Would he accept me how I was? Would he think I'm crazy? Would he be scared of me? What if he thought I'm a monster? Abnormal? I had a lot of questions on my mind and he saw that I was worried. "What is it?“, he asked concerned. I shock my head and replied:"It's nothing, I'm just tired."

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