Anaheim is the home of Disneyland in California City. It is famous for its convention centres, art museums, and baseball and hockey stadiums. Depending on traffic, each location is around a half-hour drive to the beach.Anaheim is also well-known for its nightlife. California Girls Anaheim(Adult Entertainment Club) is my personal favourite nightclub I've visited. I've been going there since Andrew, my high school friend who works as a bartender in that same club, recommended it to me. The DJ played newer tunes, which kept the crowd energised. The waitresses are entertaining and attractive. Drinks are reasonably priced, and there is always a positive feeling when we arrive. People gather here to celebrate, party, and have a good time, and some just come to listen to the music.I spend nearly all of my weekends here. My favourite is the Fireball with Coke. I ordered my usual beverage while taking a look around the club.Andrew inquired, "I haven't seen you in a long time. What happened?

Elena's p.o.v; "It's over between us." He said and walked away without even hearing anything from me like all he came only to convey what he wanted to say. My opinions never matter to him from the onset of our relationship but don't I have the privilege to ask why? At least this time? At Least when I'm getting a break up all of a sudden?Suddenly, I felt cold even though I wore two layers of clothes, I gripped my coat tightly like I'm freezing dead. My inhalations and exhalations lost their rhythm. I couldn't breathe properly. I wanted to cry out loud but I couldn't. Please, I don't wanna go through this again.I went to a nearby drugstore and bought a pill. After swallowing the pill, I took a long breath and started walking in the street. My breathing became normal as I took steps. It's over. My three years of relationship ended just like that.I felt lonely. People passing me talked about some clubs. They talked like they enjoyed the place a lot and planned to go on every weeken

Nick's pov; Tuesday.I slept in and arrived at my office late because I was thinking about my lunch with Elena."Has our Boss arrived?" I inquired of Chuck, who was on the phone with someone."Yes. He arrived earlier today ", he explained."Did he inquire about me?""Yes. He wanted me to inform you that you should meet him when you arrive.""And do you know why?""I'm not sure. Perhaps something significant I guess." He resumes his conversation on the phone after informing me.I took a walk to Boss's cabin. Carol was exiting his cabin at the same time I tried to open the door."What is our Boss doing now?" I inquired of Carol."He's talking to the manager.""Oh. Okay."I went to the boss cabin once the manager came out."You wanted me to see you, Sir.""Yes. Come on in.""What exactly is it, Sir?""I'd like you to set up a meeting with all the department heads as soon as feasible.""Do you have an issue, Sir?""Yes. First, assemble workers and remind them that it is critical that ever

Thursday evening.While I was in the car on the way house, I messaged Elena to ask how her condition is. It looks like she wasn't online. I looked at the time. It's 9. I guess she may be sleeping by now. I checked the office organization to see if there's any message there wasn't any. Suddenly I memorized that I have to go early tomorrow to meet Mr Turner in his office, who is one of the art directors of the DSA company. While I was getting a reminder for it,"I wonder what's in an album song to get this much crazy for?", The driver muttered in front of me."What?", I inquired him.He pointed out a direction and muttered again.I looked outside the window. There was a huge chain of boys and girls standing and It looked like they're battling for the line. Looked funny though."What album are they selling today?", I asked the driver curiously."I'm not into music that much, Sir.", He said.I took one las

In Elena's room, “How do I look in this?”, Elena asked me excitedly after trying dress for the fourth time.“It looks good but… these puffed sleeves look more formal…”“Wait! I have another one. I think it’ll be good.” She ran into the closet once again without giving attention to what I’m trying to say. She came back quickly this time begging, “How about this one? This is my last year’s birthday dress from my brother.”, She sounded nervous too.I looked at the outfit. It's a button classic blazer in Khaki colour. It’s good but I wonder why does she only choosing working clothes? “It’s Cute.”, I told.“Really?”  “Mm. It’s very cute. I like it.”“T-Thank you, but… I don’t think this will either suit the