60 A Bad Day

Kyra squeezed through the sweaty bodies that were dancing to the deafening music in the club. “Move out of my way,” she muttered in annoyance as she pushed them out of her path. “Hey there, baby. Wanna dance?” A tall hunk asked her, holding out his hand. She smiled at him. “Of course, I want to,” she stretched her hand as though she wanted to take his before replacing her smile with a frown and slapping his hand away. “But not with you.” She pushed him aside as she danced towards the bar. “Is Adrien here?” She asked the bartender there. “Do you want to get a drink?” The bartender asked with a glare. “These little girls want a beating,” Kyra said with a chuckle as she combed her hair down. “Who the hell do you think you are? I asked where Adrien is so shut the hell up about drinks and bring him to me.” The girl backed away from the counter, maliciously glaring at Kyra. “He's not here. And who are you? Why are you asking about him?” “I'm his girlfriend, you dumb hea