~LAYLA~
We are here.
Zuby parks the car in a spot where other flashy cars are parked in the lavish compound. Even from my sitting position here at the front passenger seat of the car with my window winded down, I can feel the thumping beats of the party music.
Just exactly the kind of crazy tempo I need.
We step out of the car. I instantly feel the pulse of the music vibrating beneath my feet as soon as my heels touch the ground. I look around and discover that lots of the party guests seem to be arriving just now like us. But the party is already on and lit.
Maybe we are not even that late.
Together, we begin making our way towards the entrance of the mansion, which according to Brie and Zuby, belongs to Elder Silas, whose daughter, Quincy, is the birthday celebrant.
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