Ellen made her way out of the bunch of dancing bodies to where Chloe could be, the counter. The next breath she exhaled was comprised of relief when she saw her best friend serving drinks on the counter. She wouldn't have to wait for her to come back from serving on the tables and could get out of the club in order to be driven to her house since the stiffed-necked would not leave if he said he would take her back.
"Ellen!", putting the bottle of alcohol on the table, Chloe launched herself on the girl while hovering over the black counter marble.
"I thought to stop by", muffled in the clothes voice reached Chloe's ears as she pulled back.
