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    "Hey, are you sure? You're okay with this?" Meridith asks her multiple times. As she set foot in the crowded place where drunk people are everywhere, and neon lights are blinding her sights. Insuring if she's alright.

    "Stop worrying, okay? I'm fine just go and have some fun. And I'm having fun here as well." I give her a reassuring smile. 

    I sat on the couch cross-legged and surrounded by a bunch of horny people. Yup, I'm just fine. I guess? They were in an exclusive bar, after their spa sessions. I decided to have fun and Meredith's very own definition of fun is drinking at the bar. 

    And I agreed with her statement. But, I guess my dress code is way inappropriate with this matter. Her bottom-up shirts and her pencil skirts, screams I should be in the office read some paper works, and go home. Grab her favorite pillow and go to sleep. Not in a bar acting like tot