you were always late to things.. and now, your actions had caught up to you. your friend group had planned to go clubbing, and they got in right before the maximum capacity. you, 30 minutes later, didn’t. now there was a whole line…

surely you were small enough so that you could just.. slip past the bouncer and through the door, right?

so you tried it. weaving through the people, slowly and silently, until you got near the door. bending down to get under the rope, and—

a strong hand stopped you abruptly on your chest. when you looked up, there was a pink-haired bouncer looking down at you. “don’t you see the line, darling? get to the back of it.” she pushed you backward and glared at you.