I’ll Take You Home || Cameron & Candy F2F
*Cameron arrived at the Mystique approximately half an hour after she had received the drunk texts from Candy. The interior of the club was full of flashing lights, thumping bass, and the humid press of bodies. There was also a faint haze over the room as if a fog machine must be set up somewhere nearby. Cameron squeezed uncomfortably past strangers and cringed when some of them became aware of her presence and tried to interact with her. It was only by keeping her fists balled in front of her chest and her elbows locked at her sides that Cameron was able to prevent the dancers on the floor from coming into contact with the front of her torso. Still, that didn’t stop the overly-familiar gyrations and a couple of instances of dry humping from behind. By the time she managed to find a clearing, Cameron was feeling more than a little violated.*
*Much to her relief, the place where she had broken through was within view of the bar. Cameron’s eyes searched the colorful people seated there and tried to find the woman she had come to retrieve. Just when she was beginning to worry that Candy may have wandered off somewhere, Cameron heard a familiar voice slurring, “Got to go. Cammie’s here. CAMMIE OVER HERE.” Cameron turned just as Candy’s hand landed heavily on her shoulder.* Thank God! You stayed where I could find you. *She quickly scanned Candy’s appearance to make sure she was all right. The girl seemed exactly as she always was aside from being very, very wasted.* I’ve got the cab waiting at the curb. Come on, let’s get you out of here. *Cameron clasped Candy’s hand in hers and started steering her back toward the door.*





