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Ares was pumped for the night. He was going out with his friend that was celebrating his promotion at work. The last time he had gone out was not weeks but months ago. Frankly it was embarrassing. His friend had decided on a club he had never heard of ,but his friend insisted that it was the place to be.
They arrived a quarter to twelve and instantly hit the bar. His friend had departed from his side leaving his wedding ring with Ares. Surveying the scene he could tell the young and aged apart simply the way they carried themselves. He turned back to the bar and decided on having a few drinks to assist him on approaching a few girls. However, he had always had a low alcohol tolerance and a ‘few drinks’ led to him being extremely drunk. He stumbled across the dancefloor and staggered unto the DJs stage. He snatched a microphone and yelled, “Who wants a wedding ring?! We can b-”
