Xavier's POV
Mario and I finally stumbled out of the club sometime after 2 AM... The cool night air hit me like a refreshing slap, but honestly, the world still tilted pleasantly around me with every step.
I was very tipsy... the whiskey hummed warmly through my veins, loosening my limbs and making everything feel just a little softer around the edges. The bass from inside the club still thumped faintly behind us as we stepped onto the sidewalk.
We paused under the glow of a streetlamp, grinning like idiots... Mario clapped me hard on the back, pulling me into a solid bro hug that nearly knocked me off balance.
"Man, tonight was fucking legendary," Mario said, laughing as he pulled back. "That VIP room? The stories? I haven't had a night like this in a while."
