Tempted By The Sweetest Sin
People were laughing, spilling out onto the sidewalk, music thumping through the walls like a heartbeat gone wild.
I parked, got out, and walked in.
Inside, the smell of alcohol, sweat, and perfume hit me instantly. Laughter echoed in the background, glasses clinked, and the DJ kept yelling hype words that nobody listened to.
And there she was.
Tina.
Sitting in a booth with her group of friends and—of course—Frank. Her cheeks were flushed, her hair a little messy, her eyes glassy with too much alcohol and too little sense. They were laughing at something stupid, throwing popcorn at each other, living in their own little bubble.
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