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Music reverberated through anything it touched in the spacious club, echoing in your ears and chest, causing a rhythmic stir in the limbs. You couldn't help but laugh and throw your hips to the side as a hearty beat dropped and resurrected itself, your hair flying around you as you allowed yourself to fall to the cadence threading it’s way through every fiber of your being. The crowd beneath you hollered and cooed as lights flashed around you, their appraisal bringing a pleased simper to your lips. Being a DJ beat anything on a night you really needed some unwinding.
You pressed one of the earphones against your ear, body still jumping to the beat as you threw in some distorted pieces of different songs to liven the simplistic, yet infectious rhythm. One of the bartenders whooped up at you, throwing a thumbs up before serving another round to the long line of people piling around the marble surface. You allowed your gaze to swipe the jostling mob washed over in blue and pink, eye