New Year's Eve

2008. New Year's Eve. The music was pounding loudly over the speakers, and she could hardly understand her friends talking to her. They were gesturing something about drinking. They were probably suggesting a quick pit stop at the bar.
"Good idea" she shouted pointing both her thumbs up. They turned around and moved towards the crowd, a clear sign that she had read the situation right.
While her friends ordered the first of many rounds, she took the opportunity to scan the fully packed dancefloor. He must have been there...