You’re at the club, feeling yourself. A stranger bumps into you. You’re both feeling a groove, so why not enjoy it? Yeah, you might have been a bit horny prior. Perhaps not. Does that matter right now? The lights are dim and the music is loud. Your drinks’ effect on you is wearing off, but there still is liquid courage still running through your veins- running in a singular direction- it feels like. You could step outside for a breather. You could go home… You could entertain the fleeting thoughts. What's the harm when it's with someone you won't see again? Thank you u/DarnThoseOranges aka Sleepy for the fun first script of yours!