Chapter Eighteen

... Flexing... Lots of music... drinks of different kinds all around.. clattering of glasses for toast and cheers... it was a nightclub with so many dancers and strippers. The entire place was so full of guests even down to the entrance. The whole place was just so noisy and with music volume raised to its peak level.. Everyone there was so happy and cheerful. They danced like it was their last day on earth. Innosine was seated at a round table with his clique of male friends. They were drinking heavily, not minding its effect. 

"I can take up to six bottles of the sweet wine, and I'll still keep asking for more..."

******Laughing...*******

Everyone seated at the table of five laughed at Dalin's statement. Innosine looked at him and wondered if he was okay and not drunk