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TONIGHT’S THE NIGHT

Robin Schulz’s “Prayer in C” reverberates through the club It’s an upscale place—to the point of being obnoxious The walls are covered by frosted glass and sleek waterfalls Long, cascading,fro is a different shade of blue—light blue drinks in crystal flutes, blue flashing lights, blue-hued water fountains

Hundreds of guests yell and bounce on the dance floor Artfully presented drinks are passed around on expensive trays

Everyone is celebrating their host’s twenty-sixth birthday Guys have driven thousands of miles and flown in from around the world to be here Girls have maxed out their credit cards to dress for this event

My bestie Wynn and I push our way to the back rooms, where the pool and wet bar are

We’re probably the only ones who didn’t have to sell our future firstborns for an invitation We’re also probably the only ones overdressed in dresses that are two sizes too small But since the club is called Waves, and itspools in the back roo more than a skimpy swimsuit or cover-up is “overdressed”

I thought being this covered up in a rooirls would keep the wackos away

Not so

I’ve already had to fend off three butt-grabs and one blatant boob-cup

Wynn squeaks every time someone touches her I suspect she feels secretly flattered by the attention, but I’ away all the hands

Seriously, this is not how I usually spend ht popcorn and my favorite TV show is atherings are

Wynn has been on some sort of crusade to entertain me almost daily since our other bestie (and ot married last weekend

Why I let Wynn convince ht, I don’t know, butsince we left

God, what a here?

“Ginaaaaa!” Wynn sounds frustrated as she squeezes s me forward

She’s trying to create a path for us Trying to help e to snatch ht back out the front door because…what a here?

My attention is drawn to the naked wo fro the crystals, all shi around like lizards, wiggling their perfect asses

My outfit and etting ready?

My heart is beating fast Because HE is here I saw his car parked in the lot—a white Rolls-Royce Ghost that screa to the wheels that screaive a shit”

It’s been a long time since I’ve been in such a packed club, but then, I should’ve known that a master partier would celebrate his 26th birthday in style