S U M M E R“I don’t fit in here.” I had to shout over the thumping drums. “Cut it out,” Melissa scolded. “You look amazing, babe.” “Amazing? I feel like I’m stuck in some ridiculous plastic wrap.” The bright red dress clung to me so tightly I could hardly breathe. “Seriously, stop it,” Carmilla piped up, her voice way higher than usual. I was surprised she even decided to join us tonight. She absolutely loathed dance clubs. Total accountant vibes, for sure. Yeah, I know, I’m stereotyping. “More drinks, bartender!” Susan was in her zone, acting like nothing could bother her. I just hoped the cute guy behind the bar was quick, or she’d go off on him. She really wasn’t a fan of men. Sighing, I fiddled with my dress for the tenth time, but it still felt just as uncomfortable. The three of them were swaying to the beat. I was hiding behind my second glass of wine, wishing it was time to head home. Maybe I really was a wallflower. “We should head out soon. I’ve g
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