Feb 14, 2015
Contemplating... || Devin
Michael lingered for a moment, standing in the streets, gazing up at the sign that read 'The Grind.' He couldn't believe he was going through with this, but his curiosity wouldn't allow anything less. It was dark out and a line of girls wound its way out of the building. He stood there, head tilted, contemplating and then finally made up his mind. Once he got to the very big looking bouncer the man pressed a hand into his chest, pushing him back. "Guys enter on invitation only. Scram, kid."