How I wished the drink in my hand poured into my shirt so he helped me took it off.

He looked at me and apologized.

I know it was an intended one and I liked it.

Suddenly, a man bumped me.

I walked on the drinks area and I grabbed a bottle.

When my feet moved its way towards the center, I saw more action-packed scenes that I used to believe to be done in a more private place.

How I wished to have someone beside me to help me out-stage those lovers.

They were doing everything they wanted.

On my right were lovers showing their intimacy in the most explicit way.

On my left was a group dancing without their tops.