the Tasting Room

Prologue: the Tasting Room, prolouge

It was my friend, Anna, who convinced me to go out that night. One that I would never forget for the rest of my life.

"I don't know..."

"Come on, Gillian: what's the worst that can happen," Anna teased me with a pout.

With that said, she sauntered over to the bouncers and managed to flirt our way in. I felt so clueless and naive.

As she strutted into 'the Tasting Room Club,' she stopped dead in her tracks.

What was the problem, now?

"It wasn't a bar at all. At least, not one for humans..."

---the Tasting Room

A/N: Be sure to leave a comment to let me know if this sounds good. If it does, and I get 3 comments, I will start this story.