03-25-2020, 02:06 AM
The dance floor was shoulder to shoulder. Nik long ago loosened his tie and rolled his sleeves above the elbows. Hands gripped at his waist and arms as the tide ebbed and flowed. Sweat glistened his brow beneath the hot floor lights, and he found his throat dry from attempting to yell conversation with the flowing dancers. He looked over his shoulder to no avail. He'd left his drink, and suddenly he realized, his jacket at the bar. Shit, he muttered and slipped between the crags of bodies slithering to the beat. Somewhere behind him followed groans of disappointment, but the maw of people swallowed up the anonymous noise.
The entire swath of people had changed over since his previous attendance at the bar. He approached some guy, "hey, I need under there," he said before reaching into the darkness under the bar rail. He was relieved to find the jacket still on its hook. When he pulled it out, he tossed it over the back of the chair and slipped into the empty seat alongside him before someone else snagged the precious real estate. He waved for the bartender's attention and caught his breath in the meantime.
The entire swath of people had changed over since his previous attendance at the bar. He approached some guy, "hey, I need under there," he said before reaching into the darkness under the bar rail. He was relieved to find the jacket still on its hook. When he pulled it out, he tossed it over the back of the chair and slipped into the empty seat alongside him before someone else snagged the precious real estate. He waved for the bartender's attention and caught his breath in the meantime.