Elegantly Wasted
The bouncer, a massive man with a stone-cold expression, steps aside without a word.
"Well, that was easy," Alexxis murmurs as we enter.
The air inside is thick with sweat, alcohol, and the unmistakable scent of luxury and excess. Bodies sway under flashing lights, lost in the heavy bass of the music. At the bar, a bartender smirks at us.
"What can I get you, pretty ladies?"
I roll my eyes at his attempt at charm.
"Three shots of vodka," Alexxis orders eagerly.
"Same for me," I add.
The bartender disappears for a moment, returning with our drinks. Alexxis eyes me mischievously.
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