At this point, they were all basically there in the loud flashy nightclub with shot glasses in their hands because they needed to relieve their stress from the outside world and not because of a birthday party of a stranger that did not care about their presence. Smiles of satisfaction were plastered on their faces as they clinked their glasses together for the nth time before letting the bitter liquid flow down their throat as they felt the heat after, though it felt good.
“Hey, Nora!” Dylan was already on his feet as he placed his glass back on the table after drinking the remaining whiskey in it.
“Hey, Dylan!” Nora mimicked with a grin on her face before drinking her cocktail that was only consisted of Sprite and whiskey.
“Come and dance with me!” Dylan pushed his black curt
