ZOE (ONE NIGHT BEFORE)
The music continued to vibrate against the walls of the venue, while Wendy and I laughed like two carefree teenagers. The lights flickered in pink tones, and for a moment, I allowed myself to forget that the world outside that place existed. Wendy had let her hair down, both literally and emotionally, and danced non-stop, dragging me along with her every now and then.
"Zoe, for God's sake, I swear if you don't dance, you'll get rusty!" She shouted between laughs, raising her glass.
"I'd rather watch you struggle with your hangover tomorrow," I replied, laughing.
"Come on, it's not that bad. A little fun doesn't hurt anyone."
Wendy danced away. I was lost in my thoughts, after having seen Adriano dance for a horde of drunken women. I kept mulling over the idea of
