Not Everything Stays in Vegas - Prologue

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It was dark and grimy, and incredibly loud. It cranked her headache up another few notches. She still stumbled towards the bar, sat down and slurred for another drink. The bartender stared at her for a second before pulling out a glass. She grinned and turned on her stool to survey the club. The dance floor was packed. Grinding bodies and sweat soaked clothes. She wrinkled her nose, her senses were always terribly heightened when she got drunk. A guy sitting next to her was leering at her. She pulled a face and giggled when his jaw dropped.

The bartender put the glass down in front of her. She grinned and gulped it down. Ordered another. Someone sat down next to her. She turned so quickly she nearly fell off her stool. The guy's arm shot out and caught her. She blushed a little at his grip.
"Hiiii" she murmured. He nodded. She couldn't see his face properly, one it was too dark, and two, her vision was swimming.

But the rest of the night passed quickly. His name was Theo and he was twenty three. They got incredibly drunk together and had a lot of fun making fun of people in the club.

"Hey Theo?"
"Yeah?"
"Why you in Vegas?"
"Urm...why am I in Vegas? Oh yh...Um...let's just say I had a gried...gwievan...a bad time" he laughed.
"So did I" she frowned.
"Wanna talk about it?" he mocked. She shook her head.
"No, I, actually I have a better idea" she suddenly brightened up and standing, she made a grab for his hand, missed, stumbled, righted herself and held out her own. Theo laughed and followed her out of the club.

"Where are we going?" he asked.
"You'll see when we get there" she smiled secretly. She was hoping she was not so drunk she forgot where it was.