The bass thumped through the floor, vibrating up Nicole’s legs as she swirled her straw in her cocktail. Purple and blue lights hit every part of the walls as music and drunk laughter took over the club.

Her best friend, Jenna, leaned across the table, grinning. “This place is packed tonight. I swear, I can’t even breathe without bumping into some sweaty guy.”

Maya, sitting on the other side, rolled her eyes and sipped her drink. “Isn’t that the point of clubs, Jenna? You came here to flirt, not breathe.”

Nicole chuckled, shaking her head. “And here I thought we came to ‘relax’ after work. Turns out, you both had...