122: Intoxicated

Camilla Sasha and I made our way through the crowded nightclub. The energy of the dance floor was infectious, I'm not going to lie, and it was actually a time to live life and just enjoy the moment. I had chosen a sparkling black dress for the occasion, and it shimmered with every step I took, making me feel both sexy and confident. Sasha and I found a spot near the bar and ordered drinks, laughing and chatting as we sipped our cocktails. The alcohol warmed my body, giving me a sense of daring that I usually didn't possess. Well, I think I had alcohol this one time, but now the temptation was here. And things seemed to compound as the thoughts kept on swirling in my head. It wasn't long before I found myself pulled toward the dance floor, my hips swaying in time with the beat as I let the music take control. The alcohol I had taken had already turned my brain around. So I danced, and I noticed a man moving closer to me, his eyes locked on my body. I tried to ignore him, wanting to