"Jay! Why are you so reckless! and how many times have I told you to keep your glasses on when going out in public just as a 15 year old!" Jay put his phone 2 inches away from his ear as Gun shouted. "You gonna be dead when I pick you up for school tomorrow. Oh and Boss is going to hear about this too." Gun then hung up shaking his and with a sigh.
It was not all over the news but word got out as bystanders took videos and photos of what happened and uploaded it on social media. Jay had gotten out with no wounds and was heading home with Michael. He had to change into something more suitable for going to clubs. So he changed into his off white outfit he had bought to look like an edgy 21st century young adult, put on his Balenciaga slip ons and hopped back in the Lamborghini and headed for the biggest club in the city. When the doorman saw that the two teens came in a expensive car he just let them in without ID.
"May I get you guys a drink?" the bartender asked.
"I'll get whiskey." Michael said he was going to drink like there is no tomorrow.
"Give me a Martini." Jay said "and a shot of vodka."
"Alright then I'll get you drinks ready." The bartender carved a beautiful diamond out of ice and served Michael's whiskey and the shot of vodka first before getting the Martini ready. When they both had a fill of drinks they headed up to the VIP lounges where they would get escorts. To their surprise they found Gun talking to a famous oil tycoon. Gun had noticed them excused himself and came straight to the two underage teens. "What are you two doing here? Where are your glasses? You have school tomorrow! Go home before I call your dad and your grandpa!" He chased the two boys out of the club and went about his business.
Jay and Michael strolled back home and fell asleep on the couch. That club is dangerous now...
"Jay! Why are you so reckless! and how many times have I told you to keep your glasses on when going out in public just as a 15 year old!" Jay put his phone 2 inches away from his ear as Gun shouted. "You gonna be dead when I pick you up for school tomorrow. Oh and Boss is going to hear about this too." Gun then hung up shaking his and with a sigh.
It was not all over the news but word got out as bystanders took videos and photos of what happened and uploaded it on social media. Jay had gotten out with no wounds and was heading home with Michael. He had to change into something more suitable for going to clubs. So he changed into his off white outfit he had bought to look like an edgy 21st century young adult, put on his Balenciaga slip ons and hopped back in the Lamborghini and headed for the biggest club in the city. When the doorman saw that the two teens came in a expensive car he just let them in without ID.
"May I get you guys a drink?" the bartender asked.
"I'll get whiskey." Michael said he was going to drink like there is no tomorrow.
"Give me a Martini." Jay said "and a shot of vodka."
"Alright then I'll get you drinks ready." The bartender carved a beautiful diamond out of ice and served Michael's whiskey and the shot of vodka first before getting the Martini ready. When they both had a fill of drinks they headed up to the VIP lounges where they would get escorts. To their surprise they found Gun talking to a famous oil tycoon. Gun had noticed them excused himself and came straight to the two underage teens. "What are you two doing here? Where are your glasses? You have school tomorrow! Go home before I call your dad and your grandpa!" He chased the two boys out of the club and went about his business.
Jay and Michael strolled back home and fell asleep on the couch. That club is dangerous now...
