Post by Sid Dager on Aug 15, 2009 20:52:55 GMT -5
Psytrance music blaring throughout the nightclub. The dance floor was full of drugged-up, under aged kids swinging back and forth barely following the music. Sid loved Fridays. He loved everyday at Boom because he could appreciate and enjoy every type of music. He was sober today, unlike many times previous, and he sported a glow stick in each hand as company. He was talking to some candy kids...if talking was the right word. Mostly just exchanging light shows and words of praise. He found candykids really amusing. 15 year olds or older dressing up in bright clothing with huge bead necklaces, home-made bracelets to exchange with fellow dancers and usually a pacifier or a toy to complete the fashion statement. What's more fun then hanging out with people who never want to grow up? Sid thought every time he went into BOOM.
Sid himself was doing his best impression of liquid dancing as he fluttered his glow sticks to the music. They were playing some upbeat trance at the moment which made it easier to move to. He wondered if he would catch a glimpse of anyone he knew, other then the regulars Steave and Matt. Maybe he'll make another friend or two tonight.
Sid himself was doing his best impression of liquid dancing as he fluttered his glow sticks to the music. They were playing some upbeat trance at the moment which made it easier to move to. He wondered if he would catch a glimpse of anyone he knew, other then the regulars Steave and Matt. Maybe he'll make another friend or two tonight.