Clubbing

Just as the song ended, they decided to take a break with dance and drink and ordered water for all three of them since Rick was off duty early today.

"I think I need an extra pair of lungs," Amy pushed out, barely audible to Rachel and Rick because of the shallow, never enough breath she kept taking.

"I think I need to take a leak," Rick was saying when "Work'' by Rihanna and Drake came on and they all shared eye contact, as if telepathically communicating they headed to the dance floor again to twerk their lives off.

While they were dancing, Amy approached Araceli looking alarmed.

"Guess who's here?" Amy whispered slowly.

"Who?" Rachel asked, dreading the answer. Xander had a membership here so prepared herself to hear him.

"Alice."

"What the…"

"No!" Amy shouted but the music drowned her voice.

"Don't turn back, we are directly opposite her, just move into the crowd and we can exit from the back door," Amy suggested, shouting over the music.

This was bad for her and Amy, if by any chance, Alice finds out she and Amy knew each other, she will very much confirm her suspicion that she was behind the set up she had stumbled into, and under estimating Alice would be a very huge mistake on her part.

"Where is she right now?" Rachel shouted at Amy who was still looking around for Ricky.

Amy didn't reply to Rachel at once, instead she took her phone out and started typing, she was no longer close to her as some people kinda pushed a wedge between them, so a few seconds later, she received a text telling her that Ricky was waiting outside for them and they should meet outside.

When Rachel looked up, she realized Amy had already started heading to the back of the club, and Rachel not wanting to get discovered followed her on her heels as quick as she could, it was at this moment she realized they were so many people in the club and navigating while being drunk without losing sight of Amy was going to be a big problem for her.

The spinning blue lights were starting to make her feel dizzy as hell as she had completely lost track of Amy's super bleached blond hair.

She ended up managing to reach the end of the club after a whole lot of stumbling, falling and failing. She wouldn't want to see herself in a mirror right now because she was sure that she looked like she was having a sequel of Elizabeth Banks's "Walk of Shame", only this time it was a brunette.

She scanned the back of the club which had three doors. One definitely led outside the club, One had VIP written on it and the other had nothing on it. She stood there for only God knows how long, completely skipping the fact she was on the run from Alice. She was finally snapped out of her drunk trance when fingers snapped right in front of her face.

"Araceli, what exactly are you staring at? Amy told me you had to escape here as fast as you could, that you both had to avoid someone," Ricky rambled with his eyes barely open.

Rachel barely heard anything but was glad a familiar face was there to help.

"Uh yeah, I guess. where...where's…" Araceli slurred, losing grip of her tongue in between conversations, she knew she would have it even worse when she woke up tomorrow morning but for now, she liked that she wasn't even too worried about running into Alice, she felt good and liked how she cared less about everything else that bothered her.

"Oh my…"

"ARACELI!"

Both Ricky and Araceli's head snapped faster than anything else at the urgency in the voice that called out Araceli's name, After which they found out was Amy.

"Woah woah woah...Amy chill," Ricky drawled out, resting on the exit door before falling back onto the concrete cold floor outside because the door wasn't hooked apparently. Rachel and Amy bursting out into a fits of laughter causing them to double over

"You both can't hold your weed and alcohol for just one night!" Amy said, clearly pissed that she will have to be the responsible one tonight.

She bent over and took Ricky off the ground who was already making himself at home on the dirty concrete. She went back to Araceli who was still choking with laughter and staring into space clinging onto her purse.

"I'm hungry," Rachel randomly muttered after she was hauled into the alley way as exhaustion was starting to set in.

"You got change for makkie's?" Ricky asked.

"I have no money on me, planned to eat ramen anyways," Amy said, raising her hands in surrender, right now she was more concerned with taking this two to their various houses, but the more they spent time talking about how they were broke, she knew she couldn't take them both back home at this time of the night, the best she could do was take them to McDonald's and buy food as takeaway before squeezing their asses into her tiny little apartment.

"Alright, enough chit chat about who's more broke, we need to get the fuck out of here and get take outs before it gets too late," Amy frustratedly said, folding her hand and looking serious at them, but from the look of their faces they didn't take her any serious for one bit.

"Alright Mom," Ricky bursting into a fit of laughter like he just told the best joke humanity has ever heard, Rachel joined along bending over from the effect of laughing hard.

All of a sudden, she stopped laughing and her face slowly started forming into one of discomfort. She knew what that look meant, she was about to throw up.

She quickly took her to the back of an alley bin close to the club back door and let her throw up, she was about to ask Ricky to help get bottle of water for her but since he was stoned as hell, she let him keep tracing the cracks on the wall, she went inside and order two bottle of water not before she put the hoodie over head to make sure she didn't get recognized.

When she came back, she saw Ricky hugging Araceli by the side while she had her hair rolled up and her jeans cuffed, she also had her purse tucked safely under her arms, they both looked like penniless refugee models, she couldn't deny it, if not that Ricky and Araceli came from different backgrounds and had different tastes on their level of attraction, they would have made a really hot couple.

She called a taxi to go to McDonald's while she single handedly dragged both of them into the taxi, or though it was just forty minutes past 10, she knew the night wasn't getting any younger.

They ordered take out in which Araceli later paid for but insisted she she wanted to eat it there even though they were closing up, They got back into the cab after Amy thought she would finally find some peace, not until Araceli and Ricky started playing sword with the fries and spilling ketchup on their self to look real.

Amy didn't have anymore strength to control grown ups like them, she let them have their fun all the way to her apartment after she unlocked it and pushed them in, but that seemed to be a bad idea because they decided to overreact and stumbled into the room and almost landed on her centerpiece gotten from an auction of an old lady which used to sew night sweaters for everyone in their hallway before she passed away.

Amy left both of them in her living room while she went inside to go take a quick shower and take her makeup off. Midnight was still some good twenty minutes away when she was done, knowing they were very tired and would likely be sleeping already, she brought some extra blankets, winter was getting closer and you could feel the chills in the air.

She changed to her pj's which were some cute panda prints with an overall black and white background, she left her room into the living room which wasn't any much different, she was sure she could fit her whole apartment into Araceli's closet. On reaching her living room, she found both of them passed out on her two sitters with half eaten fries packed on her centerpiece.

She took some whips and cleaned off Araceli's now messy make up and took off Ricky's brown boots. She went to the kitchen and got some Advil pain killers from her shelf and two glasses of water covered.

"These two are in for some nasty ass hangover," Amy thought to herself.