for: @fearspecter where: bar velo
"Hey!" Over the loud booms of bass overhead, it's tough to get their voice across. Maybe Stevie Mack has had a drink, maybe she'd had two, but she definitely hasn't had enough to forget this face. Flopping down on one of the expansive couches of the club, the smaller person leans in to shout over the techno. "I don't think you remember me, but I had to say thanks for pointing me in the right direction at that shitty snooty party."









