Get Ready

{ Saint }

My mood is horrendous as I walk inside the gay club behind everybody. I’m here under duress, this is the last thing I want to do… because I already know the two ways this night can end.

Birdie goes back to the hotel with another man. Or he goes back with me.

Either way, he's getting some dick tonight and there's nothing I can do about it.

There's like a million people here already and some stupid upbeat song playing as we get taken to our VIP booth in the second floor. My head is going to fucking explode with the noise and soon as we're in the booth, I go sit on the couch in the corner and I rest my elbows in my knees to hold my head there.

I hate my life.

"Hey... are you having migraines?" Eros asks and when I open my eyes I see him right there in front of me, way too close. I move back instinctively, "You okay?"

"I'm fine, back up," I growl and push him by the chest, "Leave me alone."

Eros rolls his eyes extra hard but does exactly what I asked without pushing. Go