A Club, Baltimore, Maryland, Saturday Evening

[stringstothesoul]

Hey, look, it was some college kids, doing normal college kid things! Like sneaking into clubs with fake IDs Arden's brother had somehow procured for them! Erasmus wasn't asking questions. He felt like his momma was going to sense his malfeasance from Mississippi and ground him at any moment.

Well, now they were here, and, uh... "What do we...do in a club, anyway?" Dance? They should probably dance.

(For them who knows who they are, but if anyone else wants to be in the club tonight, sure, why not?)

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[mindofageneration]

Did Riri have to tug off her totally winter appropriate hoodie to toss into the booth before sliding in after it to complete the whole laying claim?

Abso-fucking-lutely she did!

"Now we can get drinks," she announced loudly. "Which includes water."

Suck it, randoms.

[afraid_of_marshmallows]

In what way and/or universe was that hoodie 'winter appropriate'?

Giving the other girls one last, apologetic glance, Arden slid into the booth, too. "Sodas might be good, too? I don't think they have snacks or anything..."

Because this was a club, not a damn restaurant, Arden. Your brothers were all shaking their heads at you.

[stringstothesoul]

Please hold while Erasmus de-layersed himself. This booth was going to be thoroughly claimed by winter gear by the time he got through. "You could get a ginger ale," he said. "I hear it's having a moment." Thanks, gay hockey show.

They should have brought Gray. They probably would have already lost Gray to a hookup or a nap, but he could have been useful!

[mindofageneration]

It all worked because she had layers underneath. The layers being a crop top, sure. But it was layers!

"Oh, snacks are for after. At whatever is open at 3 am around here." Not White Castle, sadly. "Maybe a Waffle House?"

[afraid_of_marshmallows]

'Crop top' isn't a layer, it's a percentage of a shirt. A very cute percentage, but let's not pretend that it was going to keep anybody warm.

"Oooh, maybe the Waffle House will come back to the island," Arden said, removing her own (singular) coat. "Cause I don't think there are any in the city."

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