Roland pov...The car swerves on the tiled road, and I grope the brake, my tires hitting it off with the afro beat playing.I turn to the direction of a club. I need to clear my head.I park my car and move inside, leaving the song on.Club. A place that offers the most noise but where people still run to during their sad days. This is the first time I would enter through the front door and shit, I rather stick to being a backdoor'er if there's any word like such.I glance around, my eyes slowing down the people's dance movements as they vibe to the music.I smile. Isn't it the most ironic thing ever that our body, perfect as it is always advocated as, depends on dance and tunes when in a happy mood and down?I let out a long sigh and take a step forward. A black haired lady slip into my face, her eyes searching behind her, almost colliding into me."Eyes!!" I snap over the loud music.Her face slowly turn to me and our eyes widen at the same time.She points at me,"You?" We both c
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