Chapter 10

“Let’s go we’re almost there, just one more block to the club!” Ergo announces to the group. Throughout the streets you can hear the clubs blasting loud music and bright flashing lights and smoke peek out of the doorways as you see silhouettes of people dancing in the background. As we round the last corner we are greeted by the longest line on the block, and a sign saying $40 cover.

“Forty-dollar cover? Are you kidding me? Is there a concert going on in there or something?” Ivan rants.

“Relax Ivan, don’t get your panties in a twist, LEG and I are going to go talk to the bouncer, follow us and look like you belong. Drako do you see your friends?” Ergo asks looking around.

“Uhm…Yeah they’re over there in line. Hey guys!” Drakocarr yells across the sidewalk and waves to Antigor and Ifer. The two friends step out of line and join the group. “Hey I missed you guys today, I have to tell you all about all the cool stuff that happened and the great food we had. Okay so everyone this is Antigor my boyfriend and Ifer my best friend, Ifer and Antigor this is Ergo, she is the best left defenseman prospect in the draft, this is Ivan he is a right wing and played in the SMJHL as a DFA last season he will probably be the first overall pick if Detroit keeps their pick if you ask me, this is Rolf he is a right defenseman and a good farm boy who plays a lot like me, this is Lesgo he is a left wing and has one of the most promising rookie agents in the draft, and this is Lias but he likes to go by LEG he is a center and he already knows he is going to the Nevada Battleborn in the second round because his player agent is also their general manager. I think that’s all the introductions.” Drakocarr runs through the introductions for everyone as quickly as possible.

“Alright then, let’s go in remember, follow my lead and look like you belong.” Ergo takes the lead up to the bouncer.

“Back of the line,” the bouncer automatically rattles off before they can even begin their spiel.

“Hey, mister, we are prospects for the SMJHL draft this weekend, is there any way we can get in?”

“I’m not supposed to do that, back of the line”

“Hey, please, we will drink a lot and tip well?”

“Alright I guess, y’all can go in let me see them ID’s.” Drakocarr and Ivan share a look of surprise at how easy it was for Ergo to get into the club. He checks all of their ID’s with his little uv flashlight and sends them through.

“Alright we’re in! Okay everyone let’s get fucking turnt!” LEG yells at the top of his lungs. The group disperses and spends the night drinking and dancing as hard as they possibly can. At 2 AM when the bar is closing Drakocarr finds himself absolutely sloshed, walking with Antigor and Ifer on either side of him all the way back to the hotel. When they get to the hotel Drakocarr throws up in the bushes out front and proceeds to try and jump on the luggage trolly and take it for a ride. Ifer and Antigor finally get him back to the room where he promptly throws up again and then falls asleep on the bathroom floor.