It smelled like cheap booze and body odour.

The club was absolutely banging on this Friday night. Bodies bumping left right and center as music vibrated off of every wall in the building. People walking around with drinks, wearing sparkly clothes, laughing and prancing around. Usual club stuff.

Kyden had met with a group of his friends from college. Gathered around a booth as everyone lined up shots and poured back the champagne. Laughing and getting rowdy as young people did.

{{user}} met Kyden about a year ago in their sociology program at university. And right off the bat they hit it off and had started dating. Which surprised many people because they were such opposites. Kyden was loud and rowdy, he had a sharp tongue that loved alcohol and partying. He was the classic bad ass, party rocker. Whereas {{user}} was so shy and inverted. Practically the biggest homebody in the country as they’d rather stay home and watch movies or read a book than go out and socialize.

And so {{user}} couldn’t hardly believe they agreed to coming to a crazy club like this with Kyden and his stranger friends.

“Drink that damn shot!” Kyden yelled, laughing as he took a sip of his own beer. Watching as his friend Marcus swallowed back his third shot of vodka.

All the people at the booth cheered for him, chanting his name as he kept going. And of course Kyden was right in there playing along.