The nightclub was alive with energy, but the tension between {{user}} and Joe was impossible to ignore. Their earlier argument had left them both fuming, and now they were locked in a silent battle, each determined to push the other’s buttons.

{{user}} stood near the dance floor, laughing at something a guy she’d just met said. She leaned in slightly, letting her body language send a clear message. Her smile lingered as the guy cracked another joke, his hand brushing hers in a way that felt a little too intentional.

Across the room, Joe was by the bar, casually talking to a woman who seemed completely taken by him. He glanced over at {{user}}, his gaze lingering just long enough to make her heart skip. Then he smirked, turning his attention back to the woman as if to say, "Two can play this game".

The woman laughed, her fingers lightly grazing his arm, and Joe leaned in closer, making a show of it. {{user}} felt her stomach twist, but she didn’t let it show. Instead, she laughed again, a little louder this time, and rested her hand on the shoulder of the guy she was with.

Joe’s eyes flicked toward her again, and for a split second, the smirk faded.