Lemon and Her Fighters

1. Adelaide

ADELAIDE

Music pumped through speakers with distorted bass. “Water!” Sofia pointed to the bar. I nodded and followed her. It was only slightly quieter by the bar.

She pointed to the waters on the bar and I took the glass. “Bathroom!?” I pointed to the back hall. It felt ridiculous yelling one word questions back and forth but an entire sentence was out of the question.

We weaved our way through the crowd until we got to the small, two stall bathroom. It was so quiet in here compared to out on the dance floor I felt like my ears were whooshing.

“Soph, when did you want to head out?” I tried not to yell but we’d been yelling at each other for a few hours.

“It’s one thirty now, it would be just before bar time I’d think. Then we can still get a cab.” She also was still yelling, I didn’t feel so bad.

“I’ll call a cab and get an ETA then.” I dialed the cab company and while she used the bathroom. Then we traded off.

“It sucks that we couldn't even get a hook up for tonight.” Sophia rolled her eyes. “We look hot. C’mon.” She motioned to our reflections in the dirty mirror. “One selfie at least, then we’ll make our way out front.”

We posed and took a few pictures, only to probably delete them tomorrow. We were cute until we were drenched and sweaty and our hair was hit with the humidity of the other sweaty people.

I hooked my arm in hers and we walked out, depositing our cups at the bar then going into the throngs of people standing at the door.

“Shit, excuse me.” I slammed into a broad chest and would have hit the floor if it weren’t for all the people, well and him catching me by the shoulders.

“No worries.” My eyes tracked up his black button up shirt to a gorgeous square jawline. “Actually, a few worries. Were you leaving?” He smiled down at me.

“Yes.” I yelled, then started laughing. It wasn’t as loud by the door, hence his full sentences. I wasn’t used to that apparently.

Sophie elbowed my side bringing my attention back to this moment.

“Way to be cool.” She hissed in my ear.

“Fuck. I’m sorry.” I put my hand on his chest. “Didn’t mean to yell. Have fun there.” I motioned behind me. I was drenched in sweat and I didn’t want this to be the impression someone got of me thinking I just got to the club. “Music is loud and there are lots of writhing bodies.”

“Seems like I found someone out here though.” He looked between Sophia and I. “Actually two someones.”

Sophia shoved me forward this time, whispering in my ear. “Our ride is here. Do or die bitch.” Sometimes she’s lucky that I love her no matter what.

“I’m going.” I turned back to the imposing chest before me. “See you around hopefully.” I felt his hand slide down my arm as we walked by. Fuck, I should not be turned on by that one little motion. It’s been a minute since any man had touched me.

“Girl!l” Sophia smacked my arm. “That gorgeous piece of man meat was checking you out.” Her enthusiasm was unmatched most days.

“Yes he was.” A deep voice said. We both jumped, and he laughed.The meat she was referring to was standing behind us, leaning on the wall by the doors to get into the club.

“Ho-ly shit.” That bitch Sophia jumped into the cab, slammed the door then rolled down the window. “Have a great night! Text me if he turns out to be an axe murderer.” Sophia gave me a dramatic wink as the taxi pulled away from the curb.