The sound of music playing in this small of an establishment deafened me. The disco lights got me lightheaded, and the smell of various perfumes, alcohols, cigarettes, and sweat almost made me throw up. "You okay, Hassan?" My best friend, Wenna, shouted. More likely as a whisper. I swear, the place was so loud I couldn't even hear my own voice. I shook my head and grimaced. She chuckled at my reaction and pulled me by grabbing my arms. We squeezed through the sea of people. She seems familiar with the place and the twists and turns here. We bumped into a lot of people as she kept walking, holding my arm. I couldn't do anything but follow her.I apologized countless times to people we bumped into. Some seemed angry and others didn't care and just continued to sway while the loud music played. "Wenna, stop!" I yelled and tried to pull my arm against her grip but she only tightened it as she blended herself on the sea of people. I closed my eyes tightly and let her. After a while
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