Mona felt like celebrating. It was a special night. She’d finished her final exam of her final class of her final year. The time had come to begin her life. And she decided, for the first time in too long, that she’d hit the club. She put on her nicest dress, loaded up her matching purse, and picked the dance club across down.
This was just what she needed.
The moment she walked through the door, she felt that same sting of anxiety that kept her from going to the club most weekends.
Just what I needed [GIFT]
By: marloweny