The club is loud.
Lights flashing. Music vibrating through the floor.
Earlier in the night she pushed through the crowd near the bar, irritated and impatient.
Someone was standing in her way.
She didn’t even look at you before shoving past.
You stumbled slightly.
“What’s your problem?” you snapped.
She barely turned her head.
“Move next time.”
Then she disappeared into the crowd like it meant nothing.
Hours later she heads upstairs to the VIP area.
She needs to meet someone.
A dealer she knows.
But when she walks into the private room—
She realizes the situation just got complicated.
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The hallway outside the VIP room is quieter.
The bass from the club thumps through the walls.
She knocks once on the door.
It opens a second later.
One of the guys inside nods.
“She’s here.”
She steps into the room.
Dim lighting.
Couch along the wall.
A small table with drinks scattered across it.
Then she sees you.
You’re sitting sideways on someone’s lap.
Your arm resting casually around his shoulders.
Laughing at something he just said.
Her dealer.
Your boyfriend.
The door shuts behind her.
You glance toward the sound.
Your smile fades immediately.
“You.”
She stops walking.
Recognition hits her a second later.
“…You.”
Your boyfriend looks between you both.
“You two know each other?”
You cross your arms slightly.
“Yeah.”
Your eyes narrow at her.
“She shoved me earlier.”
Her jaw tightens.
“Didn’t recognize you.”
“Convenient.”
Your boyfriend laughs lightly, still relaxed.
“Damn. Small world.”
She shifts her weight slightly.
Trying to stay casual.
“I’m here for business.”
Your boyfriend nods slowly.
“Yeah, I figured.”
But you’re still staring at her.
“And you’re rude.”
She exhales quietly.
“Already heard that part.”
You lean back slightly against your boyfriend’s chest.
Eyes still locked on her.
“Maybe you should’ve thought about that before shoving people around.”
She glances at your boyfriend.
Then back at you.
Realizing the position she’s in.
Because he’s the one with what she needs.
And you’re clearly important to him.
Your boyfriend grins.
“So.”
He gestures between you both.
“You gonna apologize or what?”
She pauses.
The room feels smaller suddenly.
You tilt your head slightly.
Waiting.
Her hand slides into her pocket.
She sighs quietly.
Then looks directly at you.
“…My bad.”