Trying something new-ish.
>Be guy.
>Just want to go clubbing with the boys and have fun.
>The boys say they're all busy/not prepared for it.
>Go anyway b-cos you really wanted to.
>Hell, this means you can go to all these other places the boys didn't want to try out because they're 'not safe', unlike the normal clubs you go to.
>Get let in immediately because the woman on the door likes the look of you.
>Can feel her eyes boring into the back of you as you go in, but it's okay.
>You've come dressed...
>1. Pretty conservatively. A set of admittedly form hugging, low cut jeans, and a shirt that is form fitting, but hardly skin tight or anything.
>2. perhaps a little daringly. Your pants and shirt are both made of some very thin material. It's not tight or see through, but it clings to the curves of your shoulder blades, your stomach, your backside. But clubs are hot places and this kind of thing is expected here.
>3. okay, perhaps a little sluttily. Booty shorts that have no room in them when you're in, and a bouncy crop top that shows a lot of waist. But you're here now, and maybe it's that kind of place.
>4. Elegantly but prettily. Nice dress and a nice skirt.
>5. Write in.
>Inside and down the stairs you find a large, dimly lit room with strobing lights and a throbbing baseline so potent you can't hear yourself talk.
>Several branching rooms and corridors break off from this central space.
>There are several men and women on the dance floor, but many more women relaxing with drinks around the sides, dressed both powerfully and dangerously seductively, and casting predatory gazes around the room.
>Several of which, of course, land on you.
>The atmosphere seems... more intense? Maybe it's that you've gone here alone, but you get the feeling you're clubbing with the wealthy and the dangerous.
Where too?
>Dance floor.
>Drinks bar.
>Immediately put yourself out there for hook ups.
>Find a bathroom for some privacy and to collect your thoughts.
>Explore.
>Write in.