Our first experience going to a club was well researched. We chose a night known to be slow. We didn’t want to be overwhelmed and Nikki hates regular clubs. Communicating is always a pain in the ass when you can’t hear over the music.
This took place a few years back, but the story never fails to get me going. We visit this club a few times a year, and every time I walk through the door this memory rushes back.