ThereAreFourLights
Wouldn't you know it? Tonight is the night. Chug down a few drinks at the bar and hope there's nothing fizzy floating at the bottom of your glass before slithering out to the dance floor, where sweaty bodies grind against each other in hopes that, at their current level of intoxication, the world will seem just a bit brighter and less like the drudge they experience at their seven to five jobs everyday.