Oh, what a night.
The music is pounding faster than your beating heart. Thump thump thump. You're bumping into sweaty strangers while trying to navigate through this neon-lit club. Everything smells like weed, cheap perfume, vomit. Reaching for the purple Iphone inside your back pocket, you manage to acquire some unoccupied space.
Well great. It's 2:45 AM and your battery is on 5%
You're about to text Gina or Derrick to see if they're ready to go, but it seems like they've already texted you first.
New Message From: Gina