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Your hands are digging into a nameless strangers shoulders, as your hips hit his in a relentless grind matching the grinding beat.
"Who are you?!" You shout over the pounding music.
Kinda breathy.
"Does that matter?" He shouts back.
"No one in the fuckass row cares by 10:00 am tomorrow even!"
You smile, you love being reckless.
Desolation Row feels so much damn lively when you get out to live a little!
You smash your mouth to the strangers, your tongues mingling in the taste of stale bear and adrenaline.
"Come on.." you moan into his lips.
"My place. We could crash there. Maybe. Mean..."
But the man frantically shakes his head,
"Bitch, I ain't going with you!" He laughs, "You ain't got the beer this place has!"
He spins you abruptly, smiling a wicked smirk at your facial expression.
Sliding his hands down past your hips and digging his fingernails into your thighs.
"You know what?" He smiles.
"Fuck it." He starts to practically haul you towards the club exit, his jaw set.
"Before I let you slip through my fingers, at least I'll use you a little. Even though you aren't really my type. But it's ok."
Your smile slightly fades.
He doesn't like you.
Nice. That's real nice.