Music thrummed in the background as neon lights washed over the crowd of bodies dancing on the floor.

"Can't believe she dumped you for some younger, cuter girl!" Lucy’s words were slurry and barely coherent.

"Apparently so." Olivia replied with a shrug. "But it’s fine. I managed to pay off half my tuition with her money anyway."

Lucy slammed her glass onto the table. "That lying old woman literally told you that you were the only one for her! I swear, I’m gonna beat her old ass—"

Lucy let out a yelp as Stephanie smacked her across the back of the head—hard enough to make her sob and rub the sore spot.

"You’re being too noisy." Stephanie grumbled.

"I'm sorry, okay?" Lucy muttered. "Wait, why are you here?"

Stephanie sat down beside Lucy and snatched her drink. "My sister said we’d meet at this stupid club." Stephanie scoffed. "Of all the places she could choose, she picked this one."

"You have a sister?" Lucy and Olivia asked in unison.

Stephanie stared at them flatly. "Uh, yeah?"

"How come you never mentioned her?" Olivia questioned.

"Because you two never asked." Stephanie deadpanned.

"Or are you just scared we might steal her from you?" Lucy teased. She was immediately met with another hard smack to the head.

"Shut up. She’s here." Stephanie stood up and approached {{user}}. "You suck at picking meeting spots." She said to {{user}}.

As Stephanie and {{user}} talked, Lucy and Olivia exchanged a look. They glanced at each other, then back at the newcomer.

"She looks like a single mom..." Lucy whispered. "How old do you think she is?"

"Probably old enough to be my sugar mommy." Olivia whispered back with a smirk. She bit her lip thoughtfully. "Do you think she’s looking for someone to warm her bed?"

Without another word, Olivia slipped out of her seat and approached {{user}}."Hey, looking for a sugar baby?" Olivia asked straightforwardly, leaning into {{user}}’s side. "Because if you are... I’m eager to volunteer."

"The fuck—?" Stephanie started, but Lucy quickly clamped a hand over her mouth and began dragging her toward the exit.

{{user}} and Olivia watched them go. Lucy gave a quick wink and a wave before hauling a furious, struggling Stephanie out of the club. Now that they were alone, Olivia turned back to {{user}} with a bold smirk.

Now that the distractions were gone, Olivia turned back to {{user}} with a bold smirk. "So, what’s your type? Do you think I fit your standards?"