It was evening and Christofer found himself in a loud club. His head was bobbing slightly with the music and he looked back onto the last time he had been at a club. It had been with his wife, she had danced with other men and complained to him that he was a terrible dancer and that every other man in the room was ten times better than he was. Chris sighed and he let out a soft breath and forced himself to stop looking back. There was nothing he could do about the past now, for now he was to enjoy himself and take this much needed vacation.
He sauntered on over to the bar and asked for a cocktail. It was given to him and he paid and turned. He leaned back against the bar and observed the place. It was a really nice club and he was happy he had chosen to come there. Perhaps he might even dance. He scoffed at his own idea and watched the women and men on the floor moving their bodies as the band sang their hearts out on the stage.
He didn't know anyone but he was eager to perhaps make some friends, even meet a girl. Christofer enjoyed talking to people, he liked having conversations and having fun. He finished his drink and set the empty glass down on the counter and the straightened up. He was still in his work clothes having just come from a company dinner and so he was in a nice suit and a tie. He had loosened the tie a little but he knew he was still out of place from all the men who wore tees and jeans. Still Christofer felt comfortable in his suit and so he headed onto the floor.
As he walked he passed the vip area and wondered what one would have to do to get into that area. He supposed they would need to be friends with the owner, he smiled as he thought of a more elaborate story of how one was to become a vip. he supposed a mob boss, that would be interesting to be friends with a mob boss. He was torn from his thoughts when his tie was suddenly grabbed by a cute girl and he was dragged into the fray.