Lusties Nightclub, 10:00 PM

"Is it really necessary for me to be here?" Seth groaned, standing outside the doorway to the club alongside Matthew.

"C'mon, you know I don't like to go to places like this by myself, I just feel awkward. Besides, it isn't going to take very long: I just need to have a word with a club owner and that's it." Matthew said, desperation on his face

Seth sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose before saying:

"You promise?"

"I promise." Said Matthew with a comforting smile.

"… Okay, fine. But this better not take too long."

"Trust me, it won't." Matthew said whilst opening the door to the club.

With that said, Matthew dashed off into the club to find its owner.

Seth took a few cautious steps in, trying not to let the atmosphere get the best of him. The place smelt of cheap booze and cologne, lights were flashing on and off in a headache inducing fashion, and the music was so loud and droning it made Seth want to put a drill to his head.

"Just like I remember it." Seth said under his breath with a rueful sigh.

He had investigated this club once before, under the rumors that it was part of a drug smuggling ring. Luckily, the rumors were proven false, but that didn't stop the club from giving a bad taste in Seth's mouth. Hell, most clubs did that to him. From Seth's perspective, they were just places for people to make drunken mistakes with poor musical accompaniment.

Looking around the establishment, Seth wondered what he should do for the next few moments. There was no way in hell he was dancing, and since he didn't drink going to the bar was a logical exclusion. Seth was about to say 'fuck it' and wait outside, but then he saw somebody that made him double take.

She was standing alone near the lounge area, which was the first thing that caught him off guard. The second was her alluring blue hair. Seth always had a thing for blue hair, he had to admit. This, combined with her glasses, blue eyes and her shy demeanor made Seth's heart pound at an alarming rate.

'Looks like I've found somebody to pass the time with, hopefully.'

Seth began to slowly walk over to the bespectacled girl. When he finally reached her vicinity, he simply said to her:

"Hi there."

"Um… hi?" The girl said, somewhat confused and disinterested by the tone of her voice.

"Forgive me if this sounds like the most obvious statement ever, but you seem like you don't want to be here." Seth said.

"You hit that nail on the head, Mr. Detective." The girl said sarcastically.

Seth chuckled before saying:

"I understand that was meant to be taken as sarcasm, but believe it or not I'm actually a detective."

"Wait, really? Oh… Sorry if I insulted you, I'm just not in the best of moods." The girl admitted.

"Well, that's understandable considering it seems like you're in a place that makes you uncomfortable. I should know, I hate clubs myself." Seth said.

"Tell me about it. Places like these are just ways to find an excuse to get drunk and do stupid things."

"My sentiments exactly." Seth said with a smile.

This statement must have resonated with the girl somewhat, because she as well began to smile, if only slightly.

"Um… I'm Nikki." She said.

"Seth. Pleasure to meet you."

"So, tell me Seth," Nikki began. "If you hate clubs, why are you here?"

"Oh, a friend of mine dragged me over here."

"Really? Same here. Though I'm not really sure I'd call her a 'friend' anymore." Nikki said, putting air quotes around friend.

"What makes you say that?"

"Oh, she's just a real bitch about me trying to 'get out' more when she knows I don't like to be put in social situations."

"Not the biggest people person, are we?" Seth questioned.

"That's an understatement. I just hate how fake people act in a social environment, and whenever you act at least the slightest bit out of the norm you get penalized for it."

"I completely agree. One of the things I hate most about social environments is that we aren't allowed, for the most part, to just be. Like, we can't just sit in silence, doing out own thing and just enjoying each other's company."

"Exactly!" Nikki exclaimed. "You see, there are so few people out there who seem to get it when it comes to stuff like this."

"I know, and it drives me nuts!" Seth exclaimed in turn.

Nikki then began to rub the sides of her head and said:

"This club is also driving me nuts."

"Same here, the music here is awful. Say, would you like to step outside for a bit, get some fresh air?" Seth inquired.

"… I'd like that." Nikki said with a smile.

The two began their trudge to the door, slowly making their way through drunk and dancing patrons. Soon, though, they found their way to the exit at stepped outside, both taking a deep breath of fresh air.

Seth sighed and said:

"That's more like it, wouldn't you agree?"

"Yep. Though, admittedly, I'd still rather be at home playing video games."

"Oh, a gamer are we?"

"Yes, but not a modern gamer. I prefer classic stuff, Like the SNES and Genesis. Although, I do also dabble in online MMOs."

"Quite the repertoire you have there." Seth said, smiling.

"What about you? What kind of video games are you into?" Nikki questioned.

"Well, first off, my main system is the PS1. As for what genres I like, well, I have a bit of a saying for that: It doesn't matter what genre a piece of media is in. Be it from music, books, movies, video games, etc.: If I like it, I like it. Though, if I HAD to choose what genres are my favorite, it would be platformers and RPGs."

"… Wow. You seem like a pretty open minded guy." Nikki said, surprised.

"I've been told as such." Seth said in mock smugness, slicking his hair back. This was able to bring a small laugh out of Nikki.

Suddenly, Seth felt a buzz in his pocket. Releasing his phone from its confines, he looked at it and found a text from Matthew reading: 'I'm done. Meet me at the entrance.'

"Say, Nikki, this has been surprisingly nice, but-"

"You're friend just texted you and you have to leave?" Nikki said, deadpanned.

"Right you are."

"Okay." Nikki said, slightly disappointed. "Though, wait, before you leave… do you want my number?"

Seth smiled before saying:

"I would like that."

And so, the two exchanged numbers before Seth took his leave.

As he was leaving, Seth thought with a smile that if there were girls like that in clubs, maybe locations such as that weren't all that bad.

Good morrow, people of Fanfiction! Nothing much to say about this chapter, just that I hope you enjoyed it. As always, leave your reviews and tell me what you think/what I can improve!