Hazel The loud beats of music was blaring from every direction. Thumping loudly with the beats. Men are drinking, strippers are dancing, others are doing nothing. Just sipping their drinks. The room was filled with people. My eyes scanned the surroundings immediately I set my foot inside. Even before I found my way inside, I felt my blood pumping. If I want I can equally turn back and leave. Yet, something was pulling me back. I needed to enjoy my day. I needed the drink, the dance to cool off my mind from everything. There's no going back. I ventured my way inside, marching towards the counter and grabbed the empty stool. "Welcome Miss. What would you like to have? We have different drinks from-" "I want a strong one" I cut him off before he could complete his statement. "Okay Miss" The bartender ushered back, turning to get me the said drinks. I fished out my phone and began surfing through my social media account. A message popped in. Where the hell are you!! Something was i
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