IDRIS
“Welcome to Heaven,” Alex says, taking my hands as he walks inside.
I spotted CP chatting with two men and a woman. I remember she told me it's a private party with very close ones. She waved at me as soon as her eyes laid on me. I waved at her.
“How is it going?” Alex asks sitting on the barstool. I sat next to him,
“Just a round of vodka fizz,” A man with curly hair and glasses replies.
Alex nods, “Whoo!” He says when the DJ plays a song I see a few people who are wearing a blue band on their right or left wrist, but very minimal. Others are like us without any band on their hands.
“What do you wanna drink?” Alex screams because of the loud music.
“I don’t know, just give something like that,” I point at the girl who is enjoying it like there is no tomorrow.
Alex grin
