<span style="font-family:Muli">Waiting in line had felt torturous for all three of the girls who were eager to get into a nightclub that they’d heard so much about and been wanting to see for themselves for quite some time. It had actually been Luella who’d acquired the invitations through one of her father’s contacts and without her father’s permission. She was the daughter of the district attorney which of course meant that she was always trying to dabble in things that weren’t strictly speaking legal. Add that to one too many “take your daughter to work” days and Luella had all the connections she ever really needed for things like this. <br/>
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While Lue and Addy were simply terribly impatient, Cailyn had a very different problem that she encountered when they hit the rather slow moving line. From where they had to stop, the music was definitely loud enough to move to and she naturally wanted to move with the bass. Cailyn was the kind of girl who struggled to not move with a heavy beat. There wasn’t much room to move in line, though. Luckily for all three of them, the line wasn’t nearly as long as it looked to be and they got through it quite quickly. <br/>
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Coats were handed over. Numbers were given so that they could get them back at the end of their time there. Then their own feet carried them to the nearest crowd so that they could get in on the movement. There weren’t many places in town where you could actually hear good music anymore and the music here was <i>beyond</i> good. Not to mention lights were nearly unheard of in most bars nowadays. The party scene had taken its fair share of hits. <br/>
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It wasn’t long after they’d started dancing before Addy was ready to explore further. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:limegreen">“I think I’m gonna go get a drink. You guys wanna come?”</span> She had to talk rather loudly to be heard over the music and of course, a few other people heard along the way. Addy could even hear a guy or two already offering to come with if she wanted them to and it wasn’t something she intended to refuse. However, friends came first… at least until she was drunk or high enough to the point where they didn’t. <br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:cornflowerblue">“‘Course!”</span> Luella responded with enthusiasm. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:cornflowerblue">“That’s kinda part of the point of being here, right!?”</span> <br/>
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However, Cailyn wasn’t so sold on leaving the dance floor quite so soon, particularly when a new song with violins woven in was racing through speakers and taking the definition of rave to a whole new level. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:coral">“I’ll grab something later. You guys can go get drinks, though. I’ll be fine here.”</span> <br/>
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It was a reaction that Luella easily expected from their musically inclined friend. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:cornflowerblue">“Alright, Cay. We’ll find you before we wander anywhere else.”</span> Addy and Luella both meandered away, heading in the general direction of the bar and realizing that they had a few guys tailing behind them. It definitely wasn’t a problem at all, though. <br/>
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Cailyn, meanwhile, was slowly but surely working her way deeper into the grinding of the crowds that savored the music as though it were rain in a drought. Without Addy and Luella nearby, she was actually working her way to the center of the circle quite quickly and it was a true rush. She danced like she was high, or drunk, or on something, but she wasn’t. It was just pure freedom that consumed her; the music made her feel like she could be anyone, do anything, <br/>
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It didn’t catch her much by surprise at all when a pair of hands found their way onto her ass and instead of fighting against it, her body simply dove right into it, letting whoever it was get their fill and more if they really wanted it. Before she knew it, she could feel an entire body behind her and she heard the words, <span class="fixed-color" style="color:firebrick">“Ms. Chanteau, pleasure seeing someone like you here. I would’ve thought you’d be upstairs.”</span> <br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:coral">“I’m wherever the music is,”</span> she informed him, not once slowing her movements. <br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:firebrick">“More fun for me, then.”</span> And it definitely would be. <br/>
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Meanwhile, Addy and Luella took their time selecting from their tails the one who was actually going to be permitted to buy them drinks. They actually had a fair few to choose from and it was obvious they quite liked the selection. However, it would’ve been weird if everyone bought them a drink so decisions had to be made. Eventually, they’d settled upon Brad and Colby. <br/>
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Walking up to the bar, Addy and Luella both sought what they wanted - a screwdriver for Lue and Addy was very specific in a mixture of vodkas and juices that Luella didn’t pay much attention to because she was working her way into Brad’s lap at the time. However, both of them were snapped out of their preoccupation with their new boytoys when Voss set down their drinks and also slid the two girls passes. “On the house,” he told them. “Make sure your friend gets hers too.” <br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:limegreen">“Wait a sec. Who from?”</span> Of course Addy would be the one to ask something like that. She wanted to see what else she could get for free. <br/>
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The bartender flipped some cups as he prepared drinks for the two guys and then shrugged his shoulders. “Go upstairs. Maybe you’ll find out there.” <br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:cornflowerblue">“Just take it, Addy. Thank you sir,”</span> Luella added. Grabbing her drink and her pass along with Cailyn’s, it was clear that she was eager to start exploring. She pulled Addy along with her to make sure she didn’t lose her friend along the way. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:cornflowerblue">“Shall we go see where these lead us to?”</span> <br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:limegreen">“Shouldn’t we grab Cailyn?”</span> <br/>
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Rolling her eyes, Luella shook her head. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:cornflowerblue">“You know she ain’t leavin’ that mess of a dance floor anytime soon.”</span> Actually, they both knew that much. Without waiting another moment, the two girls headed to the staircase where the security guard stood. Both of them showed their passes and were allowed past him and then up the stairs they went.</span>