Chapter 15 Mariana

• The club was its usual busy self tonight. There were people everywhere. The music was really loud, the bass line thrummed through the floor, reverberating through my chest. The air was thick with the scent of perfume and smoke, and the heat of the bodies packed in the room was suffocating. I had been running up and down serving drinks. I didn't even have space to breathe. As I made my way through the crowded room, I weaved between tables and people, balancing a tray of drinks on my arm. I was used to the hustle and bustle of the club, but tonight it felt especially hectic. I kept my head down, trying to avoid eye contact with anyone, just focused on getting the drinks to their tables.
• But as I made my way to the other side of the room, I heard a voice calling my name.
• "Mariana! VIP lounge 5. They need margaritas and whiskey" A girl yelled through the crowd