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"No Raff, no Carlisle, and no Logan," Ellie declared, scrunching the ends of her perfect curls. "Not tonight."
"No," I said softly, admiring our reflections. "Babes, we look hot."
Ellie nodded, adjusting her bra.
"I want these clothes on some hot guy's floor in the morning."
"Erm, what about me?" I laughed as she winked at me.
"You can watch if you want," she said throatily, and I couldn't help but cackle in response.
We'd already decided where we were going, and that was The Descent. It was ten PM already, and we'd barely drunk anything. We'd spent so long getting ready that we didn't notice the time fly by.
"You wearing this jacket?" Ellie asked, holding up a leather jacket with silver studs on it.
"Yep. I don't want to freeze."
Twenty minutes later, we were in town, walking towards the alley that held the mysterious entry to The Descent. We hovered around the cellar door when Ellie noticed some guys heading towards us.
"Perfect," she purred, flipping her hair over her shoulder as they approached.
The guy at the front had so many piercings on his face that he looked terrifying, but the one to the right of him looked cute.
"What's up, townie, don't wanna break a nail?" Holeface sneered, leaning down to tug the door open.
"I couldn't give a fuck about my nails. I want to save my energy for the lucky man I go home with tonight," Ellie said, lifting her eyebrow as he laughed, allowing us to walk in front of him.
"Alright, sugar, whatever. After you."
They watched us as we walked down the steps, Ellie leading the way confidently. Finally, we reached the double doors, where a woman arched her brow at us, glancing at Holeface behind us.
"Are these with you?" She asked, and Ellie snorted.
"No. We're not withthem. I need a drink, a dance and some fucking oblivion."
The woman's gaze moved to me as I shrugged.
"Men problems," I said, and she nodded.
"Go in." She waved us forward before addressing Holeface. "If you start any shit tonight, you're out on your arse."
We entered the club, and instantly I relaxed. I felt more appropriately dressed for this place tonight, and the approving looks I got showed as much.
"Can I get two double vodkas and coke and four tequila shots?" Ellie smiled flirtatiously at the bartender, who smiled knowingly.
I gazed at the dance floor again, the blood pumping in my ears with excitement. Ellie pressed two shots into my hands, indicating the lemon and salt as she did.
"Urgh, I hate tequila."
"I hate men," Ellie retorted, licking the salt from her hand before downing the tequila.
I sighed, wondering how I would drink this without getting black lipstick all over my hand.
Fuck's sake.
"Are you going to drink that?"
I looked up to see the guy from earlier gazing at me, his black hair reminding me of Logan instantly. This guy was heavily tattooed but not as good-looking as Logan.
