To the party!

The buses to the party were right on time. On the ride over, Irena sat in your lap to save space. As the bus was blaring music to get people pumped for the party, she was soon seat dancing in your lap. This caused a certain predictable response in you, which caused her to look back at you and smile mischievously. Soon, her innocent seat dancing had transformed into an impromptu lap dance.

Unfortunately, the arrival of the bus at the party site put a preemptive end to Irena’s lap dance. As the crowd debussed they were met with a curious sight.

Everything was shrouded in darkness, with the exception of a lone figure, dressed as the devil, holding a torch. The devil (your president, Wade) waited a moment, still as a statue. After a long, pregnant pause, he began:

“Welcome, Ladies and Gentlemen, to a place where, for one night, all vices and temptations are indulged. Whatever your desire, we will grant it. In this place, be whoever you want with whomever you want. Tomorrow, this will seem like nothing but a dream. So, for tonight, I invite you to enjoy…THE INFERNO!!”

With that, the tossed his torch into a dark mass behind him (which you knew to be the bonfire). A sheet of flame erupted, engulfing the pyre. A switch was thrown, and lights and music came to life, illuminating the entire party. With a cheer the partygoers started toward the merriment.

Irena led you by the hand towards the dance floor. Unfinished business, it seems…