Blank Spaces || Nicolette & Vincent
Everything about the situation was familiar, the club, the people, hell even the music all sounded the same as Nicolette walked into her favorite club. It wasn’t so much her favorite as it was the easiest to get into and had the cheapest drinks. She had already had a few by the time she entered the night club so she went straight to dance floor. It was a blur of colors and people, all doing the same dances, grabbing at her in the same ways, nothing was new. Always the same, always boring. When she got too tired she walked over to the bar, looked for someone who may buy her a drink, and then repeat. She scanned the crowd before walking up into an empty spot next to another out of place looking guy, and attempting to fix hair, despite the fact that everyone here looked like a sweaty mess. “Jack and coke” She ordered and pulled out her fake ID, flashing the bartender a big fake smile. It took a second for him to hand over her drink, but when she finally got it she turned and took a big gulp of her drink. “One of these things is not like the other” She joked in a tipsy sing-song voice










