Chapter 33 Grind, Veronica

• "So, what made you agree to this nonsensical date, Mister Gerard?" I said, as we walked back to the sofa. We've already danced three songs until the DJ decided to get the wild vibe back. The crowd instantly emerged from their seats, occupying the dance floor. Most brought their drinks, which made a few slippery messes on the floor.
• He sat in front of me pushing his sleeping friends towards the edge of the sofa. I chuckled when they groaned shouting names once again. I sipped on my wine as I looked around. It's getting close to midnight, I guess we'll just have to enjoy the night as much as we can.
• "Well . . ." He trailed off, I settled down putting the wine glass back on the table and looked at him. He pushed back his already messy hair and looked at me. "Do you really want to know?" He said and I made 'why not' look before scoffing.