Chapter 23

Mateo checked his bag in at the desk outside the double doors. “You sure you want to go in?” Mateo said. “It’ll be pretty crowded, so I understand if you’re not comfortable.”

“I promised I would dance with you, and I intend to keep that promise.” Dazi smiled weakly. “What’s the worst that could happen, anyway?”

Fortunately, that question didn’t come back to bite him in the ass. While the dance floor was indeed stuffed with people in everything from hoods like the one Mateo was now wearing to full fursuits, there were complimentary water dispensers around the edge of the room near tables selling glow sticks for a dollar each. Mateo threw down a five-dollar bill, so the vendor gave them a sixth for free. Fully hydrated and decked out in their glowing bands, Mateo and Dazi joined the fray.