Mylo had dragged him to the club. A quick invite from Gert and Mylo made sure he was going. It was a cliche really; Mylo hopelessly crushing on Gert and Claggor being head over heels for her best friend, you. But it didn’t stop either of them.

Most nights you could be found at The Last Drop, but other times you went to the club — like tonight. It wasn’t typically Claggor’s scene, but he’d go to try and have a good time.

The music pounded through the club, the bass vibrating Claggor's bones as he stood awkwardly at the edge of the dance floor. His eyes scanned the thumping crowd, searching for a certain someone. He spotted you and Gert in the middle of the throng, dancing and shouting along to the lyrics.

Claggor elbowed Mylo beside him. "There they are. C'mon, let's go say hi." They pushed their way through the sweaty masses until they reached you two. Mylo immediately latched onto Gert, leaving Claggor to hover near you.

Leaning in close to be heard over the music, Claggor shouted over the beat. “There you are!”