Brenda’s POV I glared at Laura. I was trying so hard to drag Laura out with me tonight. I practically begged her, but she gave me that tired smile that gets her out of things. “It wasn't planned, Brenda. I don't feel it.” She replied. “I will get you a new bag,” I wiggled my brows at her. “Nah. Don't bribe me,” She said playfully. I looked at her, trying to blink my eyes at her innocently. Laura just wasn't bulging. My other two friends hurried in and held me by the arm. “Come on, Brenda or we are going to be late,” they were pulling me to the door. I poured, begging Laura with my eyes, if she was going to change my mind and follow me to the club, but she just stared and waved as I was dragged out. Minutes later, we arrived at a newly launched club. It was the talk of the city, and people wanted to go there. The music in the club was way too loud. I was sitting, with a drink in my hand, watching people partying and doing all sorts of fun things. “Hmm,” I breathed in, a sub
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