"Well, it seems to me that the best relationships - the ones that last - are frequently the ones that are rooted in friendship. You know, one day you look at the person and you see something more than you did the night before. Like a switch has been...
We walked towards the door on the back of the club and I could hear the muffled music pounding. Stiles tried to open the door, but it was locked so he started to look up.
"Aw, come on. All right, maybe there's, like, a, uh-like, a window we could climb through, or some kind of-" I smiled when Scott grabbed the doorknob and broke it, opening the door. "Handle that we could rip off with supernatural strength. How'd I not think of that one?"
We entered the club and Scott held my hand, I chuckled when I looked around and all I could see was boys. The music was nice and everyone was dancing.
"Dude, everyone in here's a dude. I think we're in a gay club." Scott said, looking at Stiles.
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I had to bite the inside of my cheek to not to laugh as I saw some drag queens around Stiles, touching him. "Man, nothing gets past those keen werewolf senses, huh, Scott?" Stiles hissed.
Scott was squeezing my hand and looked at the bar, where Danny was. I pushed Stiles' arm and we walked towards the bar.
"Two beers." Stiles asked.
"I.D.s.?" The bartender asked, Stiles and Scott quickly slammed their driver's license's on the counter. "How 'bout two coke's? You want anything?" He glanced at me.
"A coke would be awesome." I smiled.
"Rum and coke? Sure." Stiles chucked and the bartender glanced at him. "Coke's fine, actually. I'm driving anyway."
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I shook my head, smiling as the bartender walked away and a shirtless guy approached us with three coke's. "That one's paid for." He said, looking at a guy sitting across the bar, who winked at Stiles.
I grabbed my cup and Scott and I smirked at Stiles.
