Clubbing IV

STORM

After a frustrated Justin had left them stranded in the club, Storm and Lucy started with making small talks, and sipping their not so alcoholic drink, laughing at intervals at lame jokes, until a man and his friend approached them, talking the normal bullshit which vile men would say whenever they saw a lady in a short gown, especially red.

Well, that was what she was wearing. A short red bodycon gown that exemplified her curves. She had wanted to get loose tonight, but having stayed here for almost twenty minutes, she was beginning to think that they had chosen the wrong bar.

But then, Lucy and her weren't really club material. The first and the last time they had clubbed had been on the night of their graduation from high school. That had been a year ago.

The talking guy, seeing that none of his talks were getting to either Storm or Lucy, proposed a better drink to what they were taking.