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Originally Posted by nstringa
Sorry I’ve been busy with work guys, but now I’m back let’s get the next story started.
Someone wanted to know about my club shenanigans. Let’s go 
This incident happened quite recently. Middle of last year. It happened on one of many of my usual guys night with my homies.
It was a Wednesday night. Our favourite night to get our drunk asses on the dance floors in the clubs. As usual, we went for drinks at one of our usual spots in Clark Quay. Typical night. Topic ranged from life to NS, to girls, y’know the drill.
Personally, I have to say I never really liked this particular club here. It’s always got a long queue, gotta go up the stairs. Drinks are watered down and it’s always crowded as fuck (turns out to be a good thing, you’ll see). |
We did shots at one of the bars. It’s also another of our crazy shenanigans because we usually go for the craziest shots. And also we looked out for them pretty girls along Clark Quay.
We went into the club beside the bar and normally it’s our favourite because the music is great and we would have so much fun (well, and “fun”). On the night of that sexcapade, we were bummed by the atmosphere and decided to go to the club I disliked, just to give it another shot.
Decided to get a jug before I hit the dance floor. Needed the liquid confidence and also because the club was packed as usual. Managed to squeeze our way into the crowd after getting our drinks. And so the fun begins!
There were 4 of us guys, and unexpectedly, beside us were this guy-girl duo. She’s about 160cm, fairly tanned complexion from what I remember, and looked tight as heck with her little floral spaghetti top. The girl was cute and I really wanted to dance with her. Music was deafening, but that’s not stopping me.
“ARE YOU GUYS TOGETHER?? FRIENDS?” (Sorry, caps because I was shouting over the music)
They smiled and nodded.
I turned to the girl “YOU’RE SO CUTE. ARE YOU GUYS TOGETHER?” as I turned to them and they both shook their heads.
“NO, WE ARE JUST FRIENDS. THE REST ARE DRINKING AT THE TABLE” she told me.
“AWW SO SAD”, I turned to the guy lowkey trying to taunt him, but feigning a friendly sympathy.
At this point my friends were already laughing at me because that’s the kind of shit I get up to in the clubs. I fucking love interacting with strangers.
Just friends. Here’s my chance.
The bunch of us kept dancing. Strangers all around us, pushing us closer to one another. I inched closer to the girl.
“WHAT’S YOUR NAME?”
“AMY! WHAT’S YOURS?”
“NSTRINGA. NICE TO MEET YOU”
By this time I already had my arms around her waist and she wasn’t even facing her friend anymore. As we danced, we were slowly separated from my friends, and her friend left the dancefloor too. Player 1 has left the game.