Who: Sion and Cillian
Where: clubbing, NYE
Sion had had a decent day, getting up early to work out, showering and watching some old movies, eating and napping and then getting up again to straighten up his place a little. He'd had an early dinner, showered again and gotten ready to go out. His
outfit wasn't anything crazy but he thought it was nice enough. He still found it so strange that there wasn't the constant buzzing of a phone with texts like he was accustomed to at home. The communicators could serve the same purpose, but it wasn't quite the same. He kept himself from feeling lonely by reminding himself he had plans to go out for the evening. He'd heard from Cillian and had headed off for the monorail station.
They were indeed running on a partygoer's clock. It was nearly 9 by the time they got off the monorail and made their way into the first club they'd decided to hit up. The atmosphere was boisterous, the place filled with people intent on celebrating the New Year right. "I think I'll start with a Jack and coke," Sion said as they pushed through the room to get to the bar. "I won't have to cut myself off quite as soon that way."
( the interesting name club )