The club was still packed even after Joost Klein had finished his set. It was warm and humid, the air stinking from the sweaty bodies and alcohol.

Joost ran a hand through his platinum blond hair, piercing blue irises darting between the people in the room. He was headed for the bar. He could really use a nice beer right now.

”Hey!”

He spoke, attempting to gain the attention of the bartender. Joost shoved her hands into his pockets as he waited.