#savetheunderground

it’s 2am in miami and everyone is either high or drunk, the mix of perfumes and cologne fill the air. loud music blares into your ear as you lose yourself in the music.

“sex, money, feelings, die”

the end of the song knocks you back into the world, immediately making you crave a drink. as you step into the bar area of the club, a guy with what seems to be black, maybe blue hair catches your eye immediately. he’s with a few people, all throwing money at dancers while he drinks alone.

“oh my fucking god, is that nettspend?”

a random girl says as she rushes up to him.

it clearly bothers him and gives you second hand embarrassment. she even shoves a camera in his face, asking for a photo for a friend. the situation makes you need a few more drinks. after she leaves, he goes into a corner of the club to sulk in silence.

you decide to shoot your shot at this random maybe famous stranger.

“heyyy, do you have a lighter on you?” you say, smiling at him.

“yea” gunner says, lighting your blunt. you smoke it and gesture it over to him. he takes a smoke and passes it back, coughing. you laugh and take the blunt back, grazing his hand. it’s warm, and you like him so you pass it back and forth between each other.

“you stay here?” gunner says, taking the blunt again.

“nah, i live in nyc, u?” you say, watching him take a hit.

“i stay in LA, come by one day, u chill asf”.

“hm, maybe. if i like u enough.”

before you guys could continue your conversation, your friends pull you out the club after one of your other friends punched another girl, getting u guys escorted out.

to be continued….

or will it..?

@bigtittysgrandfather