To Be So Lonely (DNF Fanfic)

Guys Night Out (pt. 2)

(tw// alcohol, getting drunk, drugs, vomit)

Two days until Ashley is flown out.

Arriving to the Club.

The pill hit like a truck when we got inside the club. Music was already blasting from inside and there was an oddly long line. The muffled bass that shook the whole building is my favorite part of coming here. Nick and George had to wait outside while I go find my uncle to escort us to my booth.

"Clay!!"
"Hey what's up!"
"I haven't seen you in forever what brings you here?"
"Oh some of my best friends are staying at my place and wanted to bring them here. Never a bad time at your club."
"True! Come on in and let me meet these fellas!"

I turn around a wave my hand to the boys, walking in together as the music becomes more clear.

Bass, good music which I can play any song at anytime, and people.

A lot of people.

"My god there are a lot of people here Clay, is this safe?"
"Nick we won't be by anyone unless you ask them to come by us."
"Nick that means you have to find someone that does NOT know who we are. Clay is still supposed to be hidden."
"You think I dont know that."

We are stopped in the front, employees taking everyone's temps and time of arrival.

"Looks like they're still cautious Nick."
"Shut up Clay."

-

Walking up the stairs to the club is the worst part, it smells horrible from all the drunks and druggies here. It's very dark, strobe lights beaming from the ceiling is the only way to see around you, the only bad thing is that they flicker every second.

George and Nick are mesmerized by sounds and feeling of the old normal. People dancing and grinding on one another, laughter filled in the background.

"Hey this is my booth, you guys hungry? We get free food and unlimited supply of drinks."
"Clay am I allowed to drink?"
"Up to you big man, I'm driving home tonight."
"I'm starving, what do they have to eat?"
"They have wings, burgers, pizza, pasta, chicken tenders that are SO good, and lastly salads for the rich people that come here."

I look at George as his face lights up in excitement for food. Nick just keeps asking me questions about what's the best drink with the best food combination.

What ever that means.

I get chicken tenders with water, Nick gets spicy wings with a martini and George gets a burger with a strawberry daiquiri.

Oh no.

-

"Holy shit that was good."
"I wouldn't lie!"
"Is it just me or is it incredibly loud in here...?!" George yells over the table.

"It is very loud in here."

George laughs really hard, Nick and I were confused.

"Can I get another one of these?!"
"Yea George! George is already drunk!"
"What?"

The waiter brings another large glass filled to the brim with the alcohol mixture.