Gamble

"I'm sorry", you say, trying to hide the nervousness in your voice. "I really need more than that."
You turn around again and put your hand the metal door handle. You push it open, the sound from the club floods out. You make on step. Almost too late. Say something, Sophie!
You make the second step. Don't turn around.
You're inside the club, and your hope fades. No, no, no, no. Why did I not take her offer. A threesome with Sophie Turner and Maisie Williams. Am I fucking retarded?!
The door closes behind you. With a deafening, dream-shattering sound it thunks shut. All is lost

Depressed and hating yourself, you decide to leave the club.