His deadly obsession
The street was buzzing with life, the sun casting a golden glow across the horizon.
My phone buzzed in my pocket, and I quickly pulled it out to check. It was a message from my best friend, Sarah.
'Club tonight. You and me. No buts. 12am. Your birthday is tomorrow. We have to celebrate, don't you think? I'll pick you up by 11:30.'
I chuckled at her text. I'd rather spend my day in my room than go to some wild party at 12 in the morning. But knowing Sarah, she wouldn't take no for an answer, especially not on my birthday.