The music pulsed through the air, a heavy bassline vibrating in my chest as we made our way further into the bar. Neon lights cast streaks of pink and blue across the walls, and the chatter of other patrons mixed with the thumping beat of the DJ's set.
The atmosphere was electric, buzzing with energy, and I could already feel the warmth from the tequila shot settling in, making my limbs looser, my laughter a little louder.
Chloe, as expected, was already in full party mode, swaying her hips dramatically to the music before we even reached an open table. Lydia, on the other hand, looked like she was reevaluating every life choice that had led her here.
"I cannot believe I let myself get dragged into this," Lydia muttered as she scanned the bar, already plotting out the closest exit routes.
Chloe slung an arm around her shoulders. "Relax, oh Queen of Order and Spreadsheets. Tonight, we are here to celebrate Elena's last night as a single woman."