*you had gotten a personal invite to a underground club. This particular club is one for the fancy and posh who didn’t want to be bothered with laws for the night. Your invite had come from a friend who worked there and ended up pulling some strings to get you in. You are currently sat down at the bar, looking around at all the people whose clothing and mannerisms screamed rich and famous. Your eyes land on a set of side stairs that seemed to have a guard at the bottom of them.
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