IT

NARRATOR'S POV

The whole bar was noisy and people were all busy dancing and laughing. None of them tried to dance on the dance floor because they hadn't plastered themselves.

While they look for a perfect place for them to chill and sit. Jacob is also looking for the whole cast of the bar.

"Jacob," Mica called while the three of them were still walking looking for a perfect table for them.

"Yes?" Jacob answered and turned his head to Mica.

"Nothing," Mica laughed loudly as Jacob gave him glaring eyes.

"Just joking," She uttered and smiled at him with teasing eyes.

"Four drinks of whisky and add some sprite on it," Aze ordered while the waiter was also writing all she mumbled.

"Okay ma'am just wait for 3 minutes and the drinks will be served." The man mumbled and bowed his head before leaving their table.