Kara

Famke considered she had been to nightclubs with Nyx in the past, but they were nothing like what she was experiencing now. She had her phone out and was taking a quick video of the booth they were in to send to her best friend.

“What are you doing?” Jubi was laughing at her as she leaned over the railing backwards making Famke’s stomach roll.

“I’m sending Nyx a video.”

“Nyx?”

“My best friend from back home. She is working in New Jersey for a forensic accounting firm.”

“Very cool. We should have sent Royal’s chopper to pick her up and bring her.”

“She doesn’t love flying.” Famke shook her head as she also considered her friend would not mix well with the crowd here. Everyone was in designer dresswear and Louboutin heels. Nyx was more garage punk. She had to agree this was a bit out of her league as well.

“Let’s get a drink,” Jubi tugged her deeper into the booth where Royal was talking to a man Famke didn’t know.

“I’m not ready for a drink yet. I’m not a big drinker and if I have one