Chloé

The lights were blinding, the air was filled with the scent of smoke, and the music was thumping so hard you could hear it a block away.

Just like every Friday night, Dani and I were out at our favorite club, Parrot's. The bouncer, Harry, saw us and let us cut the line. "Thanks, love," I told him, kissing him on the cheek.

Dani and I entered the club, heading straight to the bar. "New bartender," Dani mused, a smirk on her face.

I winked at her. "Game on."