/You're now sitting on a table counter, ordering something from the bartender…/
The music is thumping in the background, of some sound unfamiliar to him, but something he can move his body along, nonetheless. The place is so strange, to put it in a way. Everyone is overly dressed for a small, unknown club, as if this place is one of the high-end ones. Minwoo is sure of it because, considering how small the bar is and the absence of a quality DJ, he doubts celebrities frequent here.
Looking around, he realizes almost everyone is trying to mingle with each other, and groups of friends dancing without grinding on each other are almost non-existent. Maybe clubs here are different from clubs in Europe where people just go to dance.
Good. Because he is looking for a good fuck tonight too. If everyone here has the same thoughts as him, it will make things easier.
