12:222008-Apr-15
I had figured we would be doing something out of the ordinary for us this weekend; going to a night club definitely was out of the ordinary. But at this point, I was so drunk and turned on that I could not care less about the fact that I hate dancing.
I have no idea where how to get out of the building, so I let you lead me. We traverse down a flight of stairs, me struggling in the boots and the drunkenness. At their base, I dig my hands into your back like claws and drag you onto me, against the wall.
