Chapter 20
- Zayne
- We arrive at the club around ten pm. The vibe is lit, the DJ is spinning well, and I find myself nodding along to the music as we make our way to our usual VIP. We call the waitress over and order a round of shots to start the night off right.
- “Yo, this is life,” Quentin shouts as we clink our shot glasses together and do another round.