Elowen pov I drank quickly, staring at the bartender as the sweetness hit my tongue. It tasted amazing,but I wanted something stronger if I really wanted to make this night memorable. “I want something strong,” I muttered, setting my glass on the bar. “I can give you a glass of Long Island,”the bartender offered. “Sure. Give it to me.” I leaned forward as he shoved cola and lemon.” Wow it's surprisingly sweet” I asked, grinning. “Take it slowly, it's very strong”. I drank it slowly while scanning the room like I was hunting for something. I wanted to dance, I'd always loved dancing but at least not in a public place,but this drink has just unlocked the part of me that had the courage to do it. I walked slowly to the dance floor like I owned the place ,not caring anymore whether it was for “couples”. I started moving, wobbling my ass to the beat ,and I could feel eyes on me again. For some reason,instead of shrinking back like I normally do, sometimes unexpected thing
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