Jason sat on a stool in the club nearby his house, ordering a few drinks and watching all the people on the dance floor, he had no interest in dancing, nor the women who danced. They all looked the same, even sounded the same.

So he sat there, drinking a Seltzer as he observed everyone, judging silently. Until someone caught his eye. They stood alone up against the wall, a drink in hand and also observing the room. Maybe a bit younger than him too.

“Seems there’s one normal person here..”