𝑁𝑖𝑛𝑜
I dropped my phone on the table and slowly sipped my drink. The musical instruments intensified the banging in my head and I couldn't control it anymore. I felt a strong migraine coming soon. The lights added to my plight. I stood up and excused myself.
"Are you alright?" Yass asked. Giving me a worried look. "If you don't want to stay any longer, we can go home."
"No, don't bother," I picked up my drink. "I will be outside, I just want to clear my mind a bit. I can't do that with the boisterous music."
"Alright," she threw me a kind smile. "Do tell me when you are ready to go home."
