1. Crap!

I ask Coraline if she wants to join me in the VVIP section, because the music keeps getting louder and louder, and as the night matures, more and more people keep coming into the bar premises.

But Coraline shakes her head and stands up, “No, Jace, I think I’d love to join the dance floor now,” she comments, and gives me a suggestive look, “wanna join me?”

I take a glance at the packed crowd of sweaty bodies, and try not to grimace, “maybe not tonight, Coraline.”

“Okay,” Coraline doesn’t try to persuade me further. She gives me a soft sort of smile, the same kind my mother used to give me when she thought I was being grumpy but in a cute way. It makes

heart pang my

in my chest.

Coraline bounces off to the dance floor, and I look around until I find the entrance to the VVIP lounge that is situated on the second floor of the bear, probably the area with plush couches and a more private bar that I can see through the railing from even down here through the gap on the second floor. I take out my wallet and try to find the emerald card before realizing that I had left it at the hotel. Cursing myself, I take another, more common card that doesn’t have as much of a credit limit but would be enough for once in the lounge.

I make my way to the entrance and notice a burly man in a waiter’s suit standing next to a podium, looking as if he had bitten into a lime. And just like that, I get a feeling that things are about to not go according to the plan. For a moment, I wonder if I should just turn tail and leave for the public bar. After all, Lemon is there, and he is polite and sociable. And at least a bit familiar.

Or maybe I am overreacting. There’s only one way to find out.

I wall about to the burly man and give him my most charming smile.

VVIP lounge. Can I get a temporary

He scans my being with the

muse to myself, here we go

kid, like I would fall for that.”

nothing to fall for,” I reply with much sincerity

hard working folk, and demand entry to the lounge and then will proceed to trash the place with your friends who should not be allowed on the

by the end of the tirade. The rant has so much feeling to it that it takes me

sorry that you have been inconvenienced by frat boys before,” I reply, “but I’m not one of their

that is the wrong thing to say because the man’s expression becomes even more

but they were perfectly wearable, and because of my childhood I did not have the good conscience to give up

the university I attended,

I shrug, “As I said before, I’m not a

and I find myself unable to back down from a challenge.

want to make rent,” the burly man grouses, “and you want me to believe that you can pay the

the fee?” I

above your paygrade.”

to get

but nice to you,” I say, “and is

‘paying’ customers. This is the way I treat

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