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"Jeez! Laura, hurry!Today we are going to have a great time, the last bachelor party, and I have prepared the best and most interesting surprise for you." Aly yelled at Laura, her best friend who was paying the cab driver. They had just reached their final destination------ The city's most famous and most expensive bar "SEVEN SECOND". The first choice for celebrities and young masters.
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It was 30th of August, just a day left to the new month and the day Laura has been waiting for. Her wedding day!
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Aly danced her way into the club since it was her favorite song.
"I love this song so much!" She cheered and kept on shaking her hair. Laura admired the club and the multi colored light.
"Come! Dance with me!" Aly yelled at the top of her voice due to the loudness of the music.
"No, I'll go grab a drink. You carry on" she replied and walked away, finding herself a sit which she finally did.
She threw herself to the couch and brought out her phone. She got a text message from Frank. Her face brightened with a smile. Of course, she had been expecting his message.
She texted back but suddenly got interrupted when a hot bar attendant walked towards her.
"What can I get you ma'am?" He asked. His voice alone made her jerk her head to face him. She swallowed hard and blinked repeatedly.
"Um... J..juice. I'll take strawberry juice" Laura stammered because there was a god standing before him. He was blest with sky blue eyes, his smile could melt her away, even his cute dimples. She was sure his lashes were longer than hers.
She wasn't done day dreaming when he snapped her back to reality.
"Do you want cubes in it?" He asked.
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"You've got to be kidding me. This is like the most expensive club and you are taking juice. What the f*ck!"
"Hey!" Aly snapped at the waiter.
"Yes ma'am" he replied, still wearing that gorgeous smile. Laura sucked in her lower lips and scratched the back of her head.
"I want your finest alcohol" she said.
"No! I can't take alcohol Aly. My wedding is in two days time"
"Go!" She ordered the bar attendant. He hurriedly left to get the best alcohol which Aly had ordered.
"I can't take alcohol. What if something happens?" Laura asked. She remembered the last time she drunk alcohol. It was her opening night for her new business. She did the unimaginable. Frank was able to forgive her the last time but warned her that he won't forgive her the next time.
"I insist. I'm right here with you, nothing is going to happen。 On a day like today, it would be boring not to drink." Aly promised her with a crossed finger.
"Fine, I'll just take one percent" she said and smiled.
"Sure, one percent is just fine。You know I want the best for you." Aly replied.
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The next morning, the rays of the sun splashed into the room through the light curtain, shining it's bright light on Laura's face. She blocked the sunlight and turned to the other side, groaning. Slowly, she opened her eyes and blinked repeatedly. She saw that she wasn't in her room.
Her hunch was not very good, and the hand under the quilt touched her chest and went down a little. . .
"Ah..." she screamed, naked and trying to remember how she came to this room.
"Oh no! What just happened?" She asked herself.
"But there's no one here" she said again as her heart started beating fast.
Quickly, she looked for her phone to call Aly. That was when she sighted something on the mirror.
“THANK YOU FOR LAST NIGHT, I ENJOYED EVERY BIT OF IT.”
Looking down at the words, Laura gasped.
The person in the photo is officially her and the lovely barman from last night.
He kissed his neck.
He stroked his back.
They hugged tightly. . . .
And she looked satisfied. . .
No matter how she tried, she couldn't remember anything that happened last night. She grabbed her phone and called Aly.
"Come on, pick up, pick up..."
"Hey Aly! Where are you?"
"I should be asking you that question Laura. I was at your house but you weren't there. Where the f*ck are you? You just puffed out of the club like some fairy"
"I'm sorry. I'm really sorry but... I don't know where I am. I think I'm in a hotel or inhouse. Come get me please, I'm in big trouble." she pleaded.
"Sure, I'll be right there" Aly disconnected the call and rushed to where her best friend was. She was so worried sick about her.
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Minutes later...
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