Metro was already hopping with the crowds pouring in, the music bumping in anticipation of the night’s entertainment leading up to midnight. On the regular, Talan called Bourbon Street home, his work, main haunts always there. But he had no reservations about switching certain things up, to him, it’s what kept things exciting. And a huge club party away to ring in the New Year from the usual crowds at that? He was sold. “Wonder how long it would take to pop all those at once?” Talan asked to the person nearest him, his eyes catching sight of the abundance of balloons netted on the ceiling.










