CA: Bitch, there's so many snacks over here!

AU: What kind of snacks!?!

CA: Like guys. Not food, you fatass.

CA: Talking about ass. Bring yours over here, pronto!

The club was buzzing. My dress was clinging to my body like a second skin as I was trying to make my way through the crowd, teenagers for the most part, and find Caden.

The whole room smelled like alcohol and weed and I just knew coming here was a bad idea. There was no way I would leave this club sober tonight.

"Bitch! I'm over here!" Caden yelled from a booth all the way in the back of the club....