The club

How is the night going to end?

Chapter 1 by DomovioButler DomovioButler

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The noise hit her like a wall. It was overwhelming. Brooke was way out of her comfort zone and she could already feel her anxiety starting to rise. _What am I even doing here?_ The answer tipped her on her shoulder and had a dark and stormy in her hand. Her best friend Erin looked at her with a huge smile. "Come on Brooke! Try to relax and have fun! I can't do this often." Her husband and Brook's business partner was in Florida with their daughter to take care of some coffee stuff.

Brooke forces a smile on her face takes the drink that her friend almost pressed into her face. She stirs it while looking around, assessing the situation. The flashing lights and loud music make it hard to form a coherent thought. She was somewhat sad that Sam couldn't come with her, but she also understood. He had to train for the tournament and his streams were gaining on viewer ship and he couldn't possibly destroy this streak now. A genuine smile appears on her face. _He is so committed to his work._

The Song changes and the bass blows her thoughts away. She gives her drink back to her friend and she leans in. "Could you hold this for a second? I'll be right back." She had to scream so that Erin would understand her even if she was only inches away from her ear. Erin nods and Brooke turns around looking for any sign that would show her the way to the bathroom. Finally, she spots a sign and she makes her way to the door. It slams close behind her and the sounds from the outside get muffled. Her hair was a dark purple, a color she had never tried before but she loved it.

Erin and Brooke had met before they went here and somehow her friend was able to convince her to dress way more sexy than she usually would. The short black dress she was wearing was very cute but normally she didn't wear anything that was only barely covering her ass. She turns around in front of the long mirror, looking at herself. It felt both weird and kinda good to look like this.

She gathers her thoughts and steps outside the bathroom again. Tonight..

Tonight..

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