After paying our way inside and getting out wrists stamped, we head straight to the bar. This is one of the largest clubs in Adelaide with a total of six bars inside and four dancefloors, all playing different types of music. The mechanical bull is one of the main attractions, it's a constant show of drunk people struggling to get on and then falling off seconds later.
"Three shots of tequila!" Shouts Ezra to the girl behind the bar.
"You know I can't handle shots!"
"Special occasion, babe." He winks.
I roll my eyes, I suppose one won't affect me too much. I lick the salt from my hand, swallow the bitter liquid and bite into my lemon. A violent cough erupts from my throat afterwards, I really don't understand why people like doing shots. I wash it down with some of my beer and Ezra
