Chandria and I had our dinner first in a fine restaurant near Bonifacio Global City and then after that we went to the new high end bar she was referring to.
We were both chuckling over something as we entered in the main entrance. We only stopped when a security guard blocked us. My brows furrowed, confused. I held Chandria in her arm.
“Excuse me? What’s wrong?” Chandria asked the security guard with her forehead creasing.
The security guard’s face looked blank. He’s tall with a buff body, “This place is not applicable for minors, ladies.”
I closed my eyes and pinched the bridge of my nose. This happens most of the time. Whenever we want to enter a bar to get wasted, we always end up getting blocked my security guards first because they always suspect us as being minors.
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