Ned walked towards the dance floor. The music, earsplitting. He made sure that he was in a spot where there are a lot of people who could see him.
Pete who was already grinding it with a woman was close by. Only his dick was focused on the hot piece of ass. He had to remain alert.
Kin told him that Ned would pass out and that he had to help the guy. He would then have to yell for help. People would surround the two of them and they'd start taking pictures. Kin would then come to them and tell the people that Ned passed out because of a drug inside the drink.
There was, however, a huge doubt in his mind.
'How would this even work? Will the people even believe him?' Pete thought as he grinded with the woman. He had no idea where his friend's confidence came from.
'Ah, what the hell, let's just get this over with.' Pete kept glancing at Ned who was currently dancing alone, in the middle of a few people.
