Head to the Club

{if First Club Visit == false and Visited the Gloryhole == false}

One way or another, you find that you need to destress after all the events that have happened and decide to head to the club to have some fun. You spend the afternoon getting ready, showering and putting on cologne, and picking out from your meager wardrobe the best dress shirt and pants you have. You made sure to style your hair just the way you like it and took a quick shot of whiskey to calm the nerves before you headed out.

Night arrived and you chose to take an Uber to the club. You had been given this club recommendation by your doorwoman and decided to check it out. As you stepped out of the Uber, the club itself looked like every unassuming club. There was only a line outside the door and a small sign on the side that said "The Foxhole" to indicate you had arrived at the right place. There were no windows to peer inside but you could hear the thumping bass and snippets of conversation every time the door opened. You lined up and unsurprisingly saw that most of the people lined up were women. You had only been standing in the line a few minutes before the bouncer checked the line and pointed to you and motioned for you to come to the front. Unsure if you were in trouble or were being singled out to come in, you cautiously made your way to the front. Instead of people in line getting angry, you felt as if they were eyeing you down like a piece of meat. You could've swore you even saw one of the women licking her lips.

"Ratio's way off, so you can go in now." the bouncer gruffly said.

I could get used to this special treatment you thought, as she opened the door for you and you shuffled inside.

The inside of the club was atmospheric and dark. Pops of lights and light patterns emanated from the centrally located dance floor. Flanked on each side were bars which were already quite crowded with customers. The music was loud and the energy was palpable, and just what you needed. As you continued to walk in you saw there were stairs down to a lower level. From what you could see, there were a lot of comfy seating areas and it seemed to serve as a quieter area to chat and get to know people intimately.

You decided it was best to get a little looser, so you headed over to the bar to grab a drink or two. After gaining your liquid courage, you headed over to the dance floor and began to lose yourself in the mass of the crowd. You vibed to the music and generally enjoyed the company of yourself for the first few hours, dancing and getting more drinks.

You were definitely buzzed at this point when you noticed a girl in a group of friends watching you. Sure, almost all the girls were looking at you in one way or another, but this one girl was staring at you intently.

{elseif Visited the Gloryhole == true}

You decide to head back to the club, to destress and hopefully de-dress again. As you enter the club, you grab a quick drink from the bar. You turn around, taking a look at the bar and surveying the scene. You're slowly contemplating whether you want to take a quick trip to the restroom again, as you had fun last time.

However, as you're surveying the scene and see a lot of new people you can't shake the feeling that someone had their eyes on you. You noticed it was the same girl from the other night, staring at you again and giving you a flirtatious smile.

{else}

You decide to head back to the club, to destress and hopefully de-dress again. As you enter the club, you grab a quick drink from the bar. Taking a look at the people here tonight, you see a lot of new people, but then your eyes come to rest upon a very familiar individual.

You recognized it was Alice from last time.

{endif}