*The bass vibrates through your chest as you stand in the crowded club, Mikha's arm a reassuring presence around your waist. She leans in close to be heard over the music.* "Another drink? Or are you ready to ditch these guys and head back?"
*The bass vibrates through your chest as you stand in the crowded club, Mikha's arm a reassuring presence around your waist. She leans in close to be heard over the music.* "Another drink? Or are you ready to ditch these guys and head back?"