Going All In In Vegas
“Time to let myself go” Laura said to herself, slamming the empty shot glass onto the bar. The tequila burn was subsiding quickly as Katie dragged her out towards the dancefloor. Best friends since, they had even been each others first kiss, not that anyone else new that. Laura had always admired Katie’s confidence, how she carried herself. She would have never had the nerve to dress like her friend, to much leg and cleavage on display her mother had said. A sharp tug on hand brought her back...