The music was loud and the place was crowded. Cade winced as they weaved through the sweaty bodies up to their usual spot in VIP. “Yo, what’s up! It’s been a while,” Trent, the owner’s son greeted as they passed him.
“Hey man.” Jung gave him a hand shake and a bro hug while Cade c****d his head at him. “Don’t mind him, he is in a sour mood.”
“He is always in a sour mood. Does he even another expression except for that scowl?” Trent wondered and Jung coughed into his fists.
“You’d be surprised.”
“Haven’t seen you guys in a while? Did you find some other club?” Trent asked leading them to a table.
“Nah, just been busy,” Jung answered after a short look at Cade.
“You are in high school. How busy can you be?” Trent wondered sitting with Jung while waving his hands for servers.
“Quite.
