All The Single Ladies

The heavy base emitting from the speakers of the Romanian discotec permeated the thin walls of the women’s room where two women were speaking to each other as they touched up their make-up in the mirrors.

“Don’t worry about it Medea, he likes you. I’ve had my eye on that one cute guy by the bar anyways so don’t worry about leaving me alone.”

“I know, it’s just so awkvard sometimes.” Medea said to her friend, this was more her scene anyways.

“Ooh I love this song, come on!!” And the Callie quickly pulled her back to the dance floor.