"Right, okay...breathe in, breathe out. It's just a place filled with colors, drunk people that may be of potential harm to me, my virginity and dignity, but you think that I should go and "have fun".
"What the hell kind of fun is this?!"
Shut up and let me explain what you're doing!
Ahem.
Finally, with enough courage (and possibly a temporary lack of intelligence), Alexandra stepped inside one of those famous space-clubs people all around Sirius seem to enjoy going to.
What an impressive waste of resources.
But hey, everyone and their dog along with their dog's dog gave Alex the advice to go and have fun.
People have no idea what fun is.
At least the colors were nice.
Now, no need to get ahead of ourselves. Walk to the gal with the drinks, get a drink, fake the fact that you're actually drinking that drink to look cool and interesting for approximately one hour fourteen minutes and thirty-four seconds, and then go home.
Sounds easy enough.
"You're mean sometimes...
"This is the stupidest thing...just look at that creepy ninja in the corner, and all those people flirting...holy banana milksha-""Can I get you anything?""Holycrapohmygod I got to the alcohol-giver-person sooner then I planned! I need to save this- look cool, look cool..."
"Yes! A glass of the sharpest knife in the Universe, thank you. I need to slice my throat."
"I hate myself."
"...Here's some water for now."
Booyah!
Good job, Alex! You're on your way to making a new friend besides me. How magnificent! I won't have to listen to you crying twenty-four seven because you have no friends!
