Chapter:-45

Ray was mentally sorting through just how he had been talked into yet another night at the club. Oh yeah, it had started with a bet about how long he could last at the club and if he lost he had to let Bright pick his outfits out for a week. He could only imagine the sequined and neon monstrosities that would await him if that happened.

Ash and Bright were seated on the center couch as if they were kings on their throne overseeing their court. They were surrounded by a group of their more casual friends, who all seemed coupled off for the night. Not interested in sitting in the middle of what was quickly becoming a rather intense make-out session. Earlier they had at least both been networking with their surrounding crowd. Ray, who was holding his own court a little ways off on a matching couch, had been doing a bit of networking of his own, trying to get familiar with more people in order to better perform his future leader role. He at least already knew some of their names.