Bad Night Clubbing Rewrite
Chapter One – The Capture: Me out on a Friday night? What was this? This never happened. My friend of many years had persuaded me through constant badgering to come out with him to a local club, it was the first time he had talked to me in months and I had wondered what had happened to him. So there I was, my friend had already got distracted by the first pretty thing in a skirt he found and I was left alone at the bar.From the corner of my eye I saw the barmaid looking at me, she walked over...