C11 Bistro Night

"All my friends are wasted.

And I hate this club. Man, I drink too much.

Another Friday night I've wasted. My eyes are black and red.

I'm crawling back to your bed."

We sang along to the band and danced along to the beat. Everyone in the crowd seemed to be enjoying the moment. Our hips sway first, and our throats are about to tear from shouting along to the song