[WARNING: THIS CHAPTER MAY BE DISTURBING TO SOME READERS.*Attempt of sexual assault*]
"You seriously need to get out more." Sage rolled her eyes as Amber stood in shock at the unholy sight.
Past the wooden doors was a dimly lit purple room, filled with people. Some danced to the upbeat music playing, grinding against their partners and the others stood fidgeting in one place fighting with the drinks in their hands.
A man further in the corner sat on a wooden table with his eyes on a woman dancing in front of him but kept dozing off until the glass bottle fell from his hand and shattered against the floor, no one even paying attention to him.
Sage and her friends walk into the room, hitting her shoulders when they come from behind her, and go to the counter area, sitting on the stool comfortably like they have done this many times before.
Oliver was laughing with a girl in the far end corner, he too with a drink in his hand.
