I took a taxi because my car is at my place and I didn't want to use Tom's car or let him drive me here.
Since we both work at the same office and we'll be staying together for just a week, we decided to leave my car and be using his. Which is totally fine.
I also told Melody to come with a taxi because she can't drive herself back when we both decide to drink our asses off.
The moment the music in the club hits me, I realize how much I had missed this place, I haven't been here for more than two weeks and the feeling of being here again feels different, probably because the last two weeks have been the most dramatic days of my life that I can't even explain a single thing that happened.
Everything just happened in a flash.
I pay the driver and make sure my gun is safely hidden in my
